Love
Sappho: XXVII
From Sappho: One Hundred Lyrics (1907)
Love
Lover, art thou of a surety
Not a learner of the wood-god?
Has the madness of his music
Never touched thee?
Ah, thou dear and godlike mortal,
If Pan takes thee for his pupil,
Make me but another Syrinx
For that piping.
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Codex Note
From Sappho: One Hundred Lyrics (1907)
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Carman, Bliss. “Sappho: XXVII.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/carman/226/.
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Carman, Bliss. “Sappho: XXVII.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/carman/226/.
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