Sappho: One Hundred Lyrics

by Bliss Carman




I SHALL be ever maiden,
If thou be not my lover,
And no man shall possess me
Henceforth and forever.

But thou alone shalt gather


This fragile flower of beauty,—
To crush and keep the fragrance
Like a holy incense.

Thou only shalt remember
This love of mine, or hallow

The coming years with gladness,
Calm and pride and passion.