Anoint of Nature, fauns and dryads fair,
Unseen by others; to him maiden-hair
And waxen lilacs and those birds that rise
A-sudden from tall reeds, at slight surprise,
Brought charmed thoughts; and in earth everywhere,
He, like sad Jacques, found a music, rare
As that of Syrinx to old Grecians wise.
A Pagan heart, a Christian soul, had he,
He followed Christ, yet for dead Pan he sighed,
Till earth and heaven met within his breast!