Yea, Thou Shalt Die

  by: Sappho (c. 610-570 B.C.)

    translated by J. A. Symonds


 

Yea, thou shalt die,
And lie
    Dumb in the silent tomb;
Nor to thy name
Shall there be any fame
    In ages yet to be or years to come:
For of the flowering Rose,
Which on Pieria blows,
    Thou hast no share:
But in sad Hades' house,
Unknown, inglorious,
    'Mid the dim shades that wander there
    Shalt thou flit forth and haunt the filmy air.


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