SHE stood and cried, "O you that love in vain, Fly hence, and seek the fair Leucadian main: There stands a rock, from whose impending steep Apollo's fane surveys the rolling deep; There injured lovers, leaping from above, Their flames extinguish, and forget to love. Deucalion once with hopeless fury burned, In vain he loved: relentless Pyrrha scorned: But when from hence he plunged into the main, Deucalion scorned, and Pyrrha loved in vain. Haste, Sappho, haste, from high Leucadia throw Thy wretched weight, nor dread the deeps below! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BEN KARSHOOK'S WISDOM by ROBERT BROWNING IN HOSPITAL: 3. INTERIOR by WILLIAM ERNEST HENLEY CROSSING THE PLAINS by CINCINNATUS HEINE MILLER STRANGE FILAMENT by LILLIAN M. (PETTES) AINSWORTH LAURENCE BLOOMFIELD IN IRELAND: 4. BALLYTULLAGH by WILLIAM ALLINGHAM ORNITHOPOLIS by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN SONNETS FROM THE PORTUGUESE: 24 by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING |