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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=539873" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Pan the Fallen</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">1 He wandered into the market <br>2 With pipes and goatish hoof;<br>3 He wandered in a grotesque shape,<br>4 And no one stood aloof.<br>5 For the children crowded round him,<br>6 The wives and greybeards, too,<br>7 To crack their jokes and have their mirth,<br>8 And see what Pan would do.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">9 The Pan he was they knew him,<br>10 Part man, but mostly beast,<br>11 Who drank, and lied, and snatched what bones<br>12 Men threw him from their feast;<br>13 Who seemed in sin so merry,<br>14 So careless in his woe,<br>15 That men despised, scarce pitied him,<br>16 And still would have it so.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">17 He swelled his pipes and thrilled them,<br>18 And drew the silent tear;<br>19 He made the gravest clack with mirth<br>20 By his sardonic leer.<br>21 He blew his pipes full sweetly<br>22 At their amused demands,<br>23 And caught the scornful, earth-flung pence<br>24 That fell from careless hands.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">25 He saw the mob's derision,<br>26 And took it kindly, too,<br>27 And when an epithet was flung,<br>28 A coarser back he threw;<br>29 But under all the masking<br>30 Of a brute, unseemly part,<br>31 I looked, and saw a wounded soul,<br>32 And a god-like, breaking heart.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">33 And back of the elfin music,<br>34 The burlesque, clownish play,<br>35 I knew a wail that the weird pipes made,<br>36 A look that was far away,—<br>37 A gaze into some far heaven<br>38 Whence a soul had fallen down;<br>39 But the mob only saw the grotesque beast<br>40 And the antics of the clown.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">41 For scant-flung pence he paid them<br>42 With mirth and elfin play,<br>43 Till, tired for a time of his antics queer,<br>44 They passed and went their way;<br>45 Then there in the empty market<br>46 He ate his scanty crust,<br>47 And, tired face turned to heaven, down<br>48 He laid him in the dust.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">49 And over his wild, strange features<br>50 A softer light there fell,<br>51 And on his worn, earth-driven heart<br>52 A peace ineffable.<br>53 And the moon rose over the market,<br>54 But Pan the beast was dead;<br>55 While Pan the god lay silent there,<br>56 With his strange, distorted head.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">57 And the people, when they found him,<br>58 Stood still with awesome fear.<br>59 No more they saw the beast's rude hoof,<br>60 The furtive, clownish leer;<br>61 But the lightest in that audience<br>62 Went silent from the place,<br>63 For they knew the look of a god released<br>64 That shone from his dead face.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=William+Wilfred+Campbell">William Wilfred Campbell</a><div class=q>
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6 The wives and greybeards, too,
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