Pan liveth (Eugene Field Poems)
They told me once that Pan was dead, And so, in sooth, I thought him;For vainly where the streamlets led ...
They told me once that Pan was dead, And so, in sooth, I thought him;For vainly where the streamlets led ...
It's when the birds go piping and the daylight slowly breaks,That, clamoring for his dinner, our precious baby wakes;Then it's ...
When, to despoil my native France, With flaming torch and cruel swordAnd boisterous drums her foeman comes, I curse him ...
Venus, dear Cnidian-Paphian queen! Desert that Cyprus way off yonder,And fare you hence, where with incense My Glycera would have ...
It's when the birds go piping and the daylight slowly breaks, That, clamoring for his dinner, our precious baby wakes; ...
They told me once that Pan was dead, And so, in sooth, I thought him; For vainly where the streamlets ...
Though care and strife Elsewhere be rife, Upon my word I do not heed 'em; In bed I lie With ...
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