pan

The Sixth Number, which completes the First Volume

contains a beautiful engraving of Mr. Kean, and the first pan

of his Memoirs, which are concluded in the Second Vo-

made in the light of accurate information, scien-

tifically and impartially obtained. Pan-Ameri-

canism was encouraged; and the bread thus cast

however, that he is neither a lamb, nor a goat, nor a satyr,

neither has he much resemblance to the Pan of the Arcadians. Yet

all these appearances have been given—I beg pardon—will be

Just think for a minute, how the negroes excel,

Can you beat them with a banjo or a broiling pan?

There's music in their soul as original

And bow your ears unto my doleful ditty.

And, Pan! thou shepheards' god, that once didst love,

Pity the pains that thou thyself didst prove.

Do make them music for their more delight;

And Pan himself to kiss their crystal faces

Will pipe and dance, when Phœbe shineth bright:

Doubt no more that Oberon--

Never doubt that Pan

Lived, and played a reed, and ran

Henceforward is a grove without a name,

A pasture to the shaggy goats of Pan,

Whence flee forever a woman and a man.