A selection from the wonderful Academic website Representative Poetry Online. A link to their main page is listed to the right. My source for the poem is available by clicking on the title. This is one of my favorite Victorian poems. It is as if the poet’s muse has violated her body. Nature’s inspiration is cruel. I like teaching this poem because it allows the class to discuss the complex emotions, feelings, and ideas that go into the process of creation. Birthing art, if you will, is an event worthy of the reader’s pause. (NOTE: my version seems to be loading onto the page with strange page breaks. I highly recommend that readers visit the Representative Poetry Online website for its proper formatting. My version is simply here for enjoyment.)
7 He tore out a reed, the great god Pan,
13 High on the shore sate the great god Pan,
19 He cut it short, did the great god Pan,
25 ` This is the way,’ laughed the great god Pan,
31 Sweet, sweet, sweet, O Pan !
37 Yet half a beast is the great god Pan,