A poem by Alistar Crowley (1875-1947)
Thrill with lissome lust of the light,
O man ! My man !
Come careering out of the night
Of Pan ! Io Pan .
Io Pan ! Io Pan ! Come over the sea
From Sicily and from Arcady !
Roaming as Bacchus, with fauns and pards
And nymphs and styrs for thy guards,
On a milk-white ass, come over the sea
To me, to me,
Coem with Apollo in bridal dress
(Spheperdess and pythoness)
Come with Artemis, silken shod,
And wash thy white thigh, beautiful God,
In the moon, of the woods, on the marble mount,
The dimpled dawn of of the amber fount !
Dip the purple of passionate prayer
In the crimson shrine, the scarlet snare,
The soul that startles in eyes of blue
To watch thy wantoness weeping through
The tangled grove, the gnarled bole
Of the living tree that is spirit and soul
And body and brain -come over the sea,
(Io Pan ! Io Pan !)
Devil or god, to me, to me,
My man ! my man !
Come with trumpets sounding shrill
Over the hill !
Come with drums low muttering
From the spring !
Come with flute and come with pipe !
Am I not ripe ?
I, who wait and writhe and wrestle
With air that hath no boughs to nestle
My body, weary of empty clasp,
Strong as a lion, and sharp as an asp-
Come, O come !
I am numb
With the lonely lust of devildom.
Thrust the sword through the galling fetter,
All devourer, all begetter;
Give me the sign of the Open Eye
And the token erect of thorny thigh
And the word of madness and mystery,
O pan ! Io Pan !
Io Pan ! Io Pan ! Pan Pan ! Pan,
I am a man:
Do as thou wilt, as a great god can,
O Pan ! Io Pan !
Io pan ! Io Pan Pan ! Iam awake
In the grip of the snake.
The eagle slashes with beak and claw;
The gods withdraw:
The great beasts come, Io Pan ! I am borne
To death on the horn
Of the Unicorn.
I am Pan ! Io Pan ! Io Pan Pan ! Pan !
I am thy mate, I am thy man,
Goat of thy flock, I am gold , I am god,
Flesh to thy bone, flower to thy rod.
With hoofs of steel I race on the rocks
Through solstice stubborn to equinox.
And I rave; and I rape and I rip and I rend
Everlasting, world without end.
Mannikin, maiden, maenad, man,
In the might of Pan.
Io Pan ! Io Pan Pan ! Pan ! Io Pan !
A few random poems:
- about emptiness… by Marina Cecilia Kohon
- Flora by William Morris
- Николай Огарев – Я сорвал ветку кипариса
- Appeal by Ndue Ukaj
- Robert Burns: The Wren’s Nest: Fragment
- Владимир Британишский – Богаевский
- To A Young Beauty by William Butler Yeats
- Robert Burns: Blythe Was She:
- In a Sombre Mood by Satish Verma
- From A Survivor
- Омар Хайям – О, кумир, Дружбу ты почему прервала
- Crazy Jane Reproved by William Butler Yeats
- To J. S. poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- Омар Хайям – Лик розы освежен дыханием весны
- English Poetry. Philip James Bailey. Festus – 34. Филип Джеймс Бэйли.
External links
Bat’s Poetry Page – more poetry by Fledermaus
Talking Writing Monster’s Page –
Batty Writing – the bat’s idle chatter, thoughts, ideas and observations, all original, all fresh
Poems in English
- Astrophel and Stella: III by Sir Philip Sidney
- Astrophel and Stella: I by Sir Philip Sidney
- Astrophel And Stella-First Song by Sir Philip Sidney
- To The Honble Commodore Hood on His Pardoning a Deserter by Phillis Wheatley
- To Mrs. Leonard on The Death of Her Husband by Phillis Wheatley
- Phillis Wheatley – Phillis Wheatley
- On The Death of Mr. Snider Murder’d By Richardson by Phillis Wheatley
- On Messrs Hussey and Coffin by Phillis Wheatley
- On Friendship by Phillis Wheatley
- To The Honble Commodore Hood on His Pardoning a Deserter by Phillis Wheatley
- His Excellency General Washington by Phillis Wheatley
- On Friendship by Phillis Wheatley
- America by Phillis Wheatley
- To The University Of Cambridge, In New-England by Phillis Wheatley
- To The Right Honourable William, Earl Of Dartmouth, His Majesty’s Principal Secretary Of The State For North-America, by Phillis Wheatley
- To the Rev. Dr. Thomas Amory by Phillis Wheatley
- To The King’s Most Excellent Majesty by Phillis Wheatley
- To The Honourable T. H. Esq; On the Death Of His Daughter by Phillis Wheatley
- To S.M., A Young African Painter, On Seeing His Works by Phillis Wheatley
- To Mæcenas by Phillis Wheatley
More external links (open in a new tab):
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Search engines:
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Ecosia – a search engine that supposedly… plants trees
Duckduckgo – the real alternative and a search engine that actually works. Without much censorship or partisan politics.
Yahoo– yes, it’s still around, amazingly, miraculously, incredibly, but now it seems to be powered by Bing.
Parallel Translations of Poetry
The Poetry Repository – an online library of poems, poetry, verse and poetic works
