| Thomas Marc Parrott, Augustus White Long - English poetry - 1902 - 432 pages
...hill forgot to die, And the lilies reviv'd, and the dragon-fly 35 Came back to dream on the river. Yet half a beast is the great god Pan, To laugh as...a man : The true gods sigh for the cost and pain, — 40 For the reed which grows never more again As a reed with the reeds in the river. ELIZABETH BARRETT... | |
| Robert Naylor Whiteford - English poetry - 1903 - 464 pages
...hill forgot to die, 35 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 a man. 40 The true gods sigh for the cost and the pain — For the reed which grows never more again As a... | |
| H. A. Guerber, Hélène Adeline Guerber - Social Science - 1993 - 500 pages
...the hill forgot to die, And the lilies revived, and the dragon-fly Came back to dream on the river. Yet half a beast is the great god Pan To laugh, as...gods sigh for the cost and pain, — For the reed that grows nevermore again As a reed with the reeds in the river." EB Browning. The Romans also worshipped... | |
| Carl R. Woodring, James Shapiro - Literary Criticism - 1995 - 936 pages
...the hill forgot to die, And the lilies revived, and the dragon-fly Came back to dream on the river. Yet half a beast is the great god Pan, To laugh as...of a man: The true gods sigh for the cost and pain, — -Hi For the reed which grows nevermore again, As a reed with the reeds in the river. Edward FitzGerald... | |
| Margaret Atwood - Language Arts & Disciplines - 2002 - 268 pages
...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...grows nevermore again As a reed with the reeds in the river.27 Or, as DH Lawrence later put it, "Not I, not I, but the wind that blows through me."28 Or,... | |
| Zareba - 2005 - 216 pages
...the hill forgot to die, And the lilies revived, and the dragonfly Came back to dream on the river. Yet half a beast is the great god Pan, To laugh as...the river Making a poet out of a man The true gods sighed for the cost and the pain, For the reed which grows never more again As a reed with the reeds... | |
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