Sappho: One Hundred Lyrics

by Bliss Carman


 

LIX


 

WILL none say of Sappho,
Speaking of her lovers,
And the love they gave her,—
Joy and days and beauty,
Flute-playing and roses,
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Song and wine and laughter,—

Will none, musing, murmur,
"Yet, for all the roses,
All the flutes and lovers,
Doubt not she was lonely

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As the sea, whose cadence
Haunts the world for ever."