Excerpt from Sappho in Levkas: And Other Poems

Song

O singing heart, think not of aught save song,
Beauty can do no wrong.
Let but th' inviolable music shake
Golden on golden flake,
Down to the human throng,
And one, one surely, will look up and hear and wake.

Weigh not the rapture, measure not nor sift
Gods dark, delirious gift,
But deaf to immortality or gain,
Give as the shining rain,
Thy music pure and swift,
And here or there, sometime, somewhere, 'twill reach the grain.

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