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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
PAN, by RALPH WALDO EMERSON Poem Explanation Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: O what are heroes, prophets, men Last Line: Races & planets its enchanted foam. Subject(s): Mythology - Classical; Pan (mythology) | |||
O what are heroes prophets men But pipes through which the breath of Pan doth blow A momentary music. Being's tide Swells hitherward & myriads of forms Live, robed with beauty, painted by the Sun: Their dust pervaded by the nerves of God Throbs with an overmastering energy Knowing & doing. Ebbs the tide, they lie White hollow shells upon the desart shore. But not the less the eternal wave rolls on To animate new millions, & exhale Races & planets its enchanted foam. | 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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