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Rh Lily, red wood lily, Flaunting fairy lily, Lily springing where the heel Was down-impressed of Pan; Lily at whose throat the moon Flutters like a moth a-swoon— Round and round thy shining reel Deft-foot things of Pan.

Lily, Pan's red lily, Sunlight-drunken lily, Golden, golden lily tipped With dawn's drowned fire; Lily, burning lily, Mad and mad and shrilly Trip the hooves where Pan has tripped, Gleam the flanks mad Pan has nipped, Gyre, gyre, gyre, Mad and mad and shrilly, Pipes go never stilly, Hooves make eager rhythm where The song is thee,