THE KASÎDAH IV, 85, 96

“The lovely Gods of lib’ertine Greece,
 those fair and frail humanities
“Whose homes o’erlook’d the Middle Sea,
 where all Earth’s beauty cradled lies,

“Ne’er left its blessèd bounds, nor sought
 the barb’arous climes of barb’arous gods
“Where Odin of the dreary North
 o’er hog and sickly mead-cup nods:

“And when, at length, ‘Great Pan is dead’
 uprose the loud and dol’orous cry
“A glamour wither’d on the ground,
 a splendour faded in the sky.