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Thomas Wentworth Higginson, Atlantic Essays, Sappho. (search)
hrough all my vital frame; On my dim eyes a darkness hung; My ears with hollow murmurs rung. With dewy damps my limbs were chilled; My blood with gentle horrors thrilled; My feeble pulse forgot to play; I fainted, sunk, and died away. The translation would give the impression that this is a complete poem ; but it is not. A fragment of the next verse brings some revival from this desperate condition, but what exit is finally provided does not appear. The existing lines are preserved by Longinus in the eighth chapter of his famous book, On the sublime ; and his commentary is almost as impassioned as the poem. Is it not wonderful how she calls at once on soul, body, ears, tongue, eyes, color,--as on so many separate deaths,and how in self-contradiction and simultaneously she freezes, she glows, she raves, she returns to reason, she is terrified, she is at the brink of death? It is not a single passion that she exhibits, but a whole congress of passions. The poem thus described, w