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A Musical Instrument

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What was he doing, the great god Pan,
Down in the reeds by the river?
Spreading ruin and scattering ban,
Splashing and paddling with hoofs of a goat,
And breaking the golden lilies afloat
With the dragon-fly on the river.

He tore out a reed, the great god Pan,
From the deep cool bed of the river:
The limpid water turbidly ran,
And the broken lilies a-dying lay,
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Subiksha 05 December 2018
Super Awesome
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M Asim Nehal 05 November 2016
Superb poem, I hear the music of your poem..10
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Brian Jani 19 June 2014
I wonder where this poem was hiding all along coz it is in its own league
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Janet Budd 14 April 2009
This has always been a favourite poem of mine; my mum used to recite it when I was little (amongst others) , perhaps it subliminally influenced my path into the pagan life. The language hasn't aged much, has it!
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