Pan and the Maiden
Then through the years I wandered, died and lived
And died and lived again, full of new thoughts,
New loves and new desires, but evermore
Pan's seal was set upon me. Hold me not,
For I have seen him and his lips revive
The old earth-madness in me, and my eyes
Have gazed on him again and mine has grown
The soul of woods once more, and never strength
Of atheist hearts shall break or mar the bond.
And died and lived again, full of new thoughts,
New loves and new desires, but evermore
Pan's seal was set upon me. Hold me not,
For I have seen him and his lips revive
The old earth-madness in me, and my eyes
Have gazed on him again and mine has grown
The soul of woods once more, and never strength
Of atheist hearts shall break or mar the bond.
The Lover
You speak a thing disastrous—fraught with ill.
The Maiden
The old and passionate gods were dear to me—
My spirit is the spirit of a faun—
The wild vines and the ivy cling to me,
My spirit is the spirit of a faun—
The wild vines and the ivy cling to me,
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