John Bannister Tabb

(1845-1909 / the United States)

Keats--Sappho - Poem by John Bannister Tabb

Methinks, when first the nightingale
Was mated to thy deathless song,
That Sappho with emotion pale,
Amid the Olympian throng,
Again, as in the Lesbian grove,
Stood listening with lips apart,
To hear in thy melodious love
The pantings of her heart.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, September 1, 2010

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