<h3 id="The_Piper">The Piper</h3>
<p>I’VE heard the pipes of Pan<br/>
Somewhere, just beyond,—<br/>
Over the edge of dawn, I think,<br/>
Where the clouds hang soft on the world’s dim brink,<br/>
Where the red suns rise and the blue stars sink,<br/>
I heard the pipes of Pan!</p>
<p><i>Hush! what you heard was the wind,<br/>
The feet of the wind through the leaves,<br/>
Or the sigh of the waking night as it stirred.<br/>
Or a bird’s note afar,<br/>
Or the deep breath of June,<br/>
Or the fall of a star,<br/>
Or the shimmering skirts of the sea-slipping tide<br/>
In the wake of the wandering moon!</i></p>
<p>Nay! ’twas the pipes of Pan!<br/>
Somewhere—just beyond—<br/>
My soul awoke with a rapturous sigh<br/>
(Would I wake my soul for a night bird’s cry?)<br/>
I heard the winds of the worlds sweep by<br/>
To follow the pipes of Pan!</p>
<p><i>Stay! ’twas a voice that you heard,<br/>
A voice that you love, in the wood,<br/>
The vibrating note of a half spoken word—<br/>
For the great Pan is slain,</i><br/><!-- Page 108 -->
Of his pipings we know not one magical strain,<br/>
They have fled down the years of a world that was young<br/>
Oh, ages and ages ago!</p>
<p>Nay, ’twas the pipes of Pan!<br/>
Somewhere—just beyond—<br/>
Far as a star, yet piercing sweet,<br/>
A passionate, poignant, rhythmic beat—<br/>
Till my mad blood raced with my racing feet<br/>
To follow the piper—Pan!</p>
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