FRAGMENTS FROM THE GREEK.
Reading edition
I.
‘TELL ME, ZEPHYR.’
Tell me, Zephyr, swiftly winging, Ne’er before such fragrance bringing, From what rose-bed comest thou? ‘Underneath a hawthorn creeping, I beheld a maiden, sleeping, And her breath I bear thee now!’
II.
FOUR MAIDENS DRINKING.
Streamlet! at thy mossy brink Maidens four once stooped to drink: Crag and wild rock tumbling o’er, Wert thou e’er so blest before?
III.
Δὲδυκε μὲν ἁ Σέλανα.
Gone the Pleiades and moon, Lo! of night it is the noon! See! the Hours their watch are keeping; Lovely lieth Sappho sleeping!
G. H. H.