The Poems of Sappho: Epithalamia: Threnodes: Lament For Adonis
The Poems of Sappho, by John Myers O'Hara, [1910]
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.