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Ye immortal gods! where in the world are we?
[Lat., O dii immortales! ubinam gentium sumus?]
Ye immortal gods! where in the world are we?
[Lat., O dii immortales! ubinam gentium sumus?]
Who hearkens to the gods, the gods give ear.
Who hearkens to the gods, the gods give ear.
Nature's self's thy Ganymede.
Nature's self's thy Ganymede.
Shakes his ambroisal curls, and gives the nod,
The stamp of fate, and sanction of the god.
Shakes his ambroisal curls, and gives the nod,
The stamp of fate, and sanction of the god.
Cupid is a casuist, a mystic, and a cabalist,--
Can your lurking thought surprise,
And interpret your read more
Cupid is a casuist, a mystic, and a cabalist,--
Can your lurking thought surprise,
And interpret your device,
. . . .
All things wait for and divine him,--
How shall I dare to malign him?
Yet verily these issues lie on the lap of the gods.
Yet verily these issues lie on the lap of the gods.
And that dismal cry rose slowly
And sank slowly through the air,
Full of spirit's melancholy
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And that dismal cry rose slowly
And sank slowly through the air,
Full of spirit's melancholy
And eternity's despair!
And they heart the words it said--
Pan is dead! great Pan is dead!
Pan, Pan is dead!
The heathen in his blindness
Bows down to wood and stone.
The heathen in his blindness
Bows down to wood and stone.
When the gods wish to punish us, they answer our prayers.
When the gods wish to punish us, they answer our prayers.
