Friday, May 18, 2001
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THE Gods are dead: no longer do we bring
To grey-eyed Pallas crowns of olive-leaves!
Demeter's child no more hath tithe of sheaves,
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Subhas Chandra Chakra
01 September 2016
Chewing the bitter fruit of memory, Some God lies hidden in the asphodel. Ah Love! if such there be then it were well For us to fly his anger: Great lines. Enjoyed it.
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7/28/2025 3:11:58 PM # 1.0.0
For Pan is dead, and all the wantoning By secret glade and devious haunt is o'er: Young Hylas seeks the water-springs no more; Great Pan is dead, and Mary's Son is King. a very fine poem. tony