
The Poems of Sappho, by John Myers O'Hara, [1910], at sacred-texts.com
Ah, for Adonis!
 See, he is dying,
 Delicate, lovely,
 Slender Adonis.
Ah, for Adonis!
 Weep, O ye maidens,
 Beating your bosoms,
 Rending your tunics.
O Cytherea,
 Hasten, for never
 Loved thou another
 As thy Adonis.
See, on the rosy
 Cheek with its dimple,
 Blushing no longer,
 Thanatos shadow.
Save him, O Goddess!
 Thou, the beguiler,
 All-powerful, holy,
 Stay the dread evil.
Ah, for Adonis!
 No more at vintage
 Time will he come with
 Bloom of the meadows.
Ah, for Adonis!
 See, he is dying,
 Fading as flowers
 With the lost summer.