Thrill with lissome lust of the light,
O man! My man!
Come careering out of the night
Of Pan! Io Pan!
Io Pan! Io Pan! Come over the sea
From Sicily and from Arcady!
Roaming as Bacchus, with fauns and pards
And nymphs and satyrs for thy guards,
On a milk-white ass, come over the sea
To me, to me,
Come with Apollo in bridal dress
(Shepherdess and pythoness)
Come with Artemis, silken shod,
And wash thy white thigh, beautiful God,
In the moon of the woods, on the marble mount,
The dimpled dawn of the amber fount!
Dip the purple of passionate prayer
In the crimson shrine, the scarlet snare,
The soul that startles in eyes of blue
To watch thy wantonness weeping through
The tangled grove, the gnarled bole
Of the living tree that is spirit and soul
And body and brain --- come over the sea,
(Io Pan! Io Pan!)
Devil or god, to me, to me,
My man! my man!....
The best 'tribute' to Crowley I have yet to hear must be on Bill Laswell's Myth, Dreams of the World, a spoken word project similar to his Hashisheen- the End of the Law but inspired by Greek Myths.
It's read by the actor Wallace Shawn, but confusingly titled "Pan, Playful God of the Country" and not credited to Crowley. The music is by Laswell and is up to the usual excellent standard of his ambient work.