...in the solitude of the soft twilight, longing for the presence of Zophiel, she sings that song which Southey quotes with such delight in The Doctor, claiming that it is not only equal but superior to Sappho 's famous . Day in melting purple dying, Blossoms all around me sighing, Fragrance from the lilies straying, Zephyr with my ringlets playing, Ye but waken my distress! I am sick of loneliness....