Classic and Contemporary Poetry
EGOTISM OF PAN, by DAISY FAULKNER HICKERSON First Line: I am the breath of the forest Last Line: And the sundial's cycle hand. Subject(s): Mythology - Classical; Pan (mythology) | ||||||||
I am the breath of the forest, The grace of the waving bough, The swirl of madcap billows, And touch to the fevered brow. The buoyancy of summer clouds, The lilt to songs of the air, The dazzle of snow-capped mountains, The impulse that takes a dare. The ethereal lay of the ballad, Where words and melody meet, The fragrance of woodland flowers, And the rhythm of dancing feet. I am the sway of the pendulum, The glow of the burning brand, The sound of shattering petals, And the sundial's cycle hand. | 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 PAN AND LUNA by ROBERT BROWNING |
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