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Pan Learns Music

by Henry Van Dyke

Henry van Dyke

Limber-limbed, lazy god, stretched on the rock,
Where is sweet Echo, and where is your flock?
What are you making here? "Listen," said Pan, --
"Out of a river-reed music for man!"




Last updated May 02, 2015

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