To Erinna
Was Time not harsh to you, or was he kind, O pale Erinna of the perfect lyre, That he has left no word of singing fire Whereby you waked the dreaming Lesbian wind, And kindled night along the lyric shore? O girl whose lips Erato stooped to kiss, Do you go sorrowing because of this In fields where poets sing forevermore? Or are you glad and is it best to be A silent music men have never heard, A dream in all our souls that we may say: "Her voice had all the rapture of the sea, And all the clear cool quiver of a bird Deep in a forest at the break of day"?
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"Was Time not harsh to you, or was he kind,..."
Exploring the themes of classic, Sara Teasdale delivers a powerful performance in "To Erinna"... ### Why We Love This Line At Linespedia, we believe that poetry is the ultimate sanctuary for the soul...