ODE TO A LOVED ONE
by: Sappho
LEST as the immortal gods is he,
The youth who fondly sits by thee,
And hears and sees thee, all the while,
Softly speaks and sweetly smile.
'Twas this deprived my soul of rest,
And raised such tumults in my breast;
For, while I gazed, in transport tossed,
My breath was gone, my voice was lost;
My bosom glowed; the subtle flame
Ran quick through all my vital frame;
O'er my dim eyes a darkness hung;
My ears with hollow murmurs rung;
In dewy damps my limbs were chilled;
My blood with gentle horrors thrilled:
My feeble pulse forgot to play;
I fainted, sunk, and died away.
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This poem was very deep. For a moment I thought it was taken out of a poetry book as inspiration. However, I see that you are the author. The vivid description and the emotional concepts were the best parts for me. I can relate to the meaning of the poem.
Thank you for sharing. : )
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