Percy Bysshe Shelley,
Hymn of Pan
“ I pursued a maiden and clasped a reed. Gods and men, we are all deluded thus! It breaks in our bosom and then we bleed: All wept, as I think both ye now would, If envy or rage had not frozen your blood, At the sorrow of my sweet pipings. This work was published before January 1, 1928, and is in the public domain worldwide because the author died at least 100 years ago. ”
