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VANISHED

IT was but yesterday I saw his sheep,
The while he led them up the height to feed.
And heard him merrily pipe upon his reed,
And mock the echoes from yon rocky steep ;

'Twas yesterday I found him fast asleep,
His flock forgot and wantoning in the mead,
His pipe flung lightly by with idle heed,
And shadows lying round him, cool and deep.

But though I seek I shall not find him more,
In dewy valley or on grassy height;
I listen for his piping — it is o'er,

From out mine ears gone is the music quite;
There on the hill the sheep feed as before,
But Pan, alas, has vanished from my sight!