Classic and Contemporary Poetry
ALLEGHENY HILLS, by JESSIE WYNNE First Line: These are the green / pillows of pan Last Line: And I am his wilding daughter. Subject(s): Daughters; Mythology - Classical; Pan (mythology) | ||||||||
These are the green Pillows of Pan. This is the golden water He leaves his feet in when he gets up. This is his platter, this his cup. 'Round his table are shepherds led, To taste of his rare, ambrosial bread. They come from far when the Pan-pipes play, And throng his banqueting halls all day. These are the keen Pleasures of Pan; And I am his wilding daughter. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A MUSICAL INSTRUMENT by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING THE DEAD PAN by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING CHANSON INNOCENTE: 1, FR. TULIPS by EDWARD ESTLIN CUMMINGS HYMN OF PAN by PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY PAN'S PIPING by ALCAEUS OF MESSENE IDYLL 3. THE TEACHER TAUGHT by BION THE DAIRYMAIDS TO PAN by GORDON BOTTOMLEY PAN IN PANDEMONIUM by BERTON BRALEY |
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