“We call strong Pan, the substance of the whole, etherial, marine, earthly, general soul,
Immortal fire; for all the world is thine, and all are parts of thee, O Power Divine.
Come, blessed Pan, whom rural haunts delight, come, leaping, agile, wandering, starry light;
The Hours and Seasons [Horai], wait thy high command, and round thy throne in graceful order stand.
Goat-footed, horned, Bacchanalian Pan, fanatic power, from whom the world began,
Whose various parts by thee inspired, combine in endless dance and melody divine.
In thee a refuge from our fears we find, those fears peculiar to the human kind.
Thee shepherds, streams of water, goats rejoice, thou lovest the chace, and Echo’s secret voice:
The sportive nymphs, thy every step attend, and all thy works fulfill their destined end.
O all-producing power, much-famed, divine, the world’s great ruler, rich increase is thine.”Daemonia Nymphe – Summoning Pan