TO ONE WHO LOVED NOT POETRY
- HOU liest
dead, and there will be no memory left behind
- Of thee or thine in all the earth, for never didst thou bind
- The roses of Pierian streams upon thy brow; thy doom
- Is now to flit with unknown ghosts in cold and nameless gloom.
POEMS BY SAPPHO
This English translation, by Edwin
Arnold, of 'To One Who Loved Not Poetry' is reprinted from Greek
Poets in English Verse. Ed. William Hyde Appleton. Cambridge:
The Riverside Press, 1893.