Гимн Пану (исполнитель: Алистер Кроули)

Thrill with lissome lust of the light,
O man ! My man [bad word] careering out of the night
Of Pan ! Io Pan .
Io Pan ! Io Pan [bad word] over the sea
From Sicily and from Arcady !
Roaming as× Bacchus, with fauns and pards
And nymphs and satyrs for thy guards,
On a milk-white [bad word] [bad word] over the sea
To me, to [bad word] with× Apollo in bridal dress
(Shepherdess and [bad word] 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 [bad word] over the sea,
(Io Pan ! Io Pan !)
Devil or god, to me, to me,
My man ! my man [bad word] with [bad word] sounding shrill
Over the hill [bad word] with [bad word] low muttering
From the spring [bad word] with flute [bad word] with pipe !
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 [bad word]  [bad word] !
I am numb
With the lonely lust of devildom. [bad word] 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 [bad word]  Io Pan ! I am born
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 !
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