Thursday, August 29, 2013


"With this grave retinue he trod the grove
And pray’d the Fauns he might a Poe-et prove.
But sad to tell, ere Pegasus flew high,
The not unrelish’d supper hour drew nigh;"
H.P. Lovecraft, The Poe-et's Nightmare

"O Prophetess more lovely than the Sybil of Cumae when Apollo first knew her, though hast truly spoken of the new age, for even now on Maenalus, Pan sighs and stretches in his sleep, wishful to awake and behold about him the little rose-crowned 
Fauns and the antique Satyrs." 
H.P. Lovecraft & Anna Helen Crofts, Poetry and the Gods 

"These beings are the offspring of the classical Greek demigod Faunus, which resembled him in their semihuman form with the legs, hooves, and horns of a goat bu the torso and head of a human male. They are likened to the Satyrs and are guardians of the wild life of the woods and fields they inhabit."
Carol Rose, Giants, Monsters and Dragons 


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