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...Pan, Piercing sweet by the river! Blinding sweet, О great god Pan! The sun on the hill forgot to die, And the lilies revived, and the dragon-fly Came back to dream on the river. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning. Maize, the Nation's Emblem. Upon a hundred thousand plains Its banners...

...Piercing sweet by the river! Blinding sweet, О great god Pan ! The sun on the hill forgot to die, And the lilies revived, and the dragon-fly Came back to dream on the river. VII. Yet half a beast is the great god Pan To laugh, as he sits by the river, Making a poet out of...

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...Piercing sweet by the river I Blinding sweet, 0 great god Pan ! The sun on the hill forgot to die, And the lilies revived, and the dragon-fly Came back...out of a man : The true gods sigh for the cost and pain, For the reed which grows never more again As a reed with the reeds in the river." For fourteen...

...Piercing sweet by the river ! Blinding sweet, O great god Pan ! The sun on the hill forgot to die, And the lilies revived, and the dragon-fly Came back...out of a man : The true gods sigh for the cost and pain, — For the reed which grows nevermore again As a reed with the reeds in the river. FIRST NEWS...

...sweet, O great god Pan ! The sun on the hill forgot to die, And the lilies revived, and the dragon fly Came back to dream on the river. " Yet half a beast...out of a man : The true gods sigh for the cost and pain, — For the reed which grows nevermore again As a reed with the reeds in the river." The moral...

...poetic heritage. In the fine wild lyric entitled A Musical Instrument^ she repeats this theory : — " Yet half a beast is the great god Pan, To laugh as...out of a man : The true gods sigh for the cost and pain— For the reed which grows nevermore again As a reed with the reeds in the river." Nothing can...

...her allegorical poem of the god Pan — . ' Yet half a beast Is the great god Pm, A btast as he rits by the river, Making a poet out of a man. The true godewefp for the grief and tbe pain. For the reed that grows never more again As a reed by the rccds...

...Piercing sweet by the river ! Blinding sweet, O great god Pan ! The sun on the hill forgot to die, 'And the lilies revived, and the dragon-fly Came back...out of a man : The true gods sigh for the cost and pain, — For the reed which grows nevermore again As a reed with the reeds in the river. FIRST NEWS...