Pan

I pass over the Egyptian and the Italian, who dwelt at the Carmalum in Rome, whose son was Evander, the founder of the shrine of Pan in Rome called the Lupercal.

"O dear Pan, and whatever other gods are here, grant me to become beautiful within;

lo, for you thyptēs, cheese mingled with red honey, I set upon your holy altars, O horned Pan;

In the Egyptian language Mendes is the name both for the he-goat and for Pan.

the Mendesians reckon Pan among the eight gods who, they say, were before the twelve gods.

Now in their painting and sculpture, the image of Pan is made with the head and the legs of a goat, as among the Greeks;

And he said in jest that this practice was the invention of Pan, when, in love with Echo, he could not win her, but wandered in the mountains night and day;

Fortune has been called by many names among men:

Oh, how much more versed the nymphs, daughters of Achelous, and Pan, son of Hermes, are in the art of speech than Lysias, son of Cephalus!

Socrates.

Is it not well to pray to the deities here before we go?

The Athenians, again, did not even know who Pan was, until Philippides told them.

The story remains in old legends that Pan, the keeper of wild beasts, breathing sweet-voiced music on his well-joined pipes, once brought from its tender mother on Argive hills a lamb with beautiful golden fleece.

just as a Naiad nymph, who sends a song of woe ringing over the hills, cries out, under the rocky hollows, with screams at the rape of Pan.

Ye haunts of Pan, and rocks hard by the grots of Macrae, where Agraulos’ daughters three trip it lightly o’er the green grass-lawns before the shrine of Pallas, to the music of the piper’s varied note, what time thou, Pan, art piping in those caves of thine, where a maiden once that had a child by Phoebus, unhappy mother!

Then luck-bringing Hermes received him and took him in his arms:

And in the house she bare Hermes a dear son who from his birth was marvellous to look upon, with goat's feet and two horns —a noisy, merry-laughing child.

The woodland music!

Of pine upon his half-beast head, god-Pan

Begins to hear, when, shaking the garmentings

Socrates.

How is that?

And it is reasonable, my friend, that Pan is the double-natured son of Hermes.

King, dancemaker for the gods, come, so that joining with us you may set on the Nysian and the Cnosian steps, your self-taught dances.

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