From his grotto and glassy glen,
The Piper Pan will play again
Casting his charms for all to hear
Over the fields and forests near.
Dizzy the dance in moonlight dells
With golden cups and magic spells
As the Piper plays his rustic pipes
While Bacchus rounds the purple rites.
The pastoral pipes play so clear
The Sylvan songs we long to hear
As Dionysian delights return again
When the piper will play again.
[Clinton Inman is sixty-five and was born in Walton on Thames. He is a high school teacher in Hillsborough County, Florida. He has adhered to Renaissance ideals all his life, being a Shakespearian school. He has written plays and is a consummate portrait painter, and a pianist, as well.]