Oh, the winds are out to-night,
Riders of the storm let loose:
Listen to the singing reeds
Put to an unwonted use.
‘Tis a night for Pan and Zeus.
On the sea the fishing-boats
Bear each one a dancing light,
High in Heav’n the dancing stars
Cross the sky like swords of might
Zeus is lord of Heav’n to-night.
Through Earth’s veins there runs to-night
Ichor of the ancient Greeks;
Look! within the shadowed woods,
Every faun a dryad seeks.
Listen! it is Pan who speaks.
Pan is at the reeds to-night,
Earth is on the ancient plan.
Listen to the risen wind:
Earth has quite forgotten man.
‘Tis a night for Zeus and Pan.
(Ethel Clifford)
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