
The Poems of Sappho, by John Myers O'Hara, [1910], at sacred-texts.com
Aphrodite's handmaid,
 Bright as gold thou camest,
 Tender woven garlands
 Round thy tender neck;
Sweet as soft Persuasion,
 Lissome as the Graces,
 Shy Euneica, lovely
 Girl from Salamis.
Slender thou as Syrinx,
 As the waving reed-nymph,
 Once by Pan, the god of
 Summer winds, deflowered.
On thy lips whose quiver
 Seems to plead for pity,
 Mine shall rest and linger
 Like the mouth of Pan
On the mouth of Syrinx,
 When his breath that filled her
 Blew through all her body
 Music of his love.