Sappho: One Hundred Lyrics

by Bliss Carman


 

XXVI


 

I RECALL thy white gown, cinctured
With a linen belt, whereon
Violets were wrought, and scented
With strange perfumes out of Egypt.

And I know thy foot was covered 

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With fair Lydian broidered straps;
And the petals from a rose-tree
Fell within the marble basin.