The Poems of Sappho, by John Myers O'Hara, [1910]
Hesperus shines
Low on the eastern wave,
Off toward the Asian shore;
Over faint lines
Whose grays and purples pave
Where seas night-calmed adore.
Fair vesper fire,
Fairest of stars, the light
Benign of secret bliss
Star of desire,
Bringing to me with night
Dreams and my Phaon's kiss.