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PAN AND THE CHERRIES by PAUL FORT

First Line: I RECOGNIZED PAN BY HIS CARELESS ATTIRE, BY HIS FUR!
Last Line: LET US ADORE PAN, GOD OF THE WORLD!
Subject(s): MYTHOLOGY - CLASSICAL; PAN (MYTHOLOGY);
I recognized Pan by his careless attire, by his fur! He leapt in the sunlight;
now and then, with graceful sweep, plucking cherries from the ruddy trees. How
pure he was! Dewdrops pearled on his glossy fleece; they were like stars of
silver.

And it was under the blue sky of my spring.

Then, having spied a larger, glossier cherry high above, he plucked it and drew
the pit from the bleeding pulp. I came nearer. I was entranced. ... Fixing me
with his eye, he flung the pit. I drew my knife to take Pan's life! He put forth
an arm, whirled about, and all the world turned.

Let us adore Pan, god of the world!



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