Fragment 68 (Voigt 55)

Κατθάνοισα δὲ κείσεαι πότα, κωὐ μναμοσύνα σέθεν
ἔσσετ’ οὔτε τότ’ οὔτ’ ὔστερον· οὐ γὰρ πεδέχεις βρόδων
τών ἐκ Πιερίας, ἀλλ’ ἀφάνης κἠν Ἀΐδα δόμοις
φοιτάσεις πεδ’ ἀμαύρων νεκύων ἐκπεποταμένα.

In the cold grave where thou shalt lie
All memory too of thee shall die,
Who in this life’s auspicious hours
Disdained Pieria’s genial flowers;
And in the mansions of the dead,
With the vile crowd of ghosts, thy shade,
While nobler spirits point with scorn,
Shall flit neglected and forlorn.
— ? Felton.

Unknown, unheeded, shalt thou die,
And no memorial shall proclaim
That once beneath the upper sky
Thou hadst a being and a name.
For never to the Muses’ bowers
Didst thou with glowing heart repair,
Nor ever intertwine the flowers
That fancy strews unnumbered there.
Doom’d o’er that dreary realm, alone,
Shunn’d by the gentler shades, to go,
Nor friend shall soothe, nor parent own
The child of sloth, the Muses’ foe.
— Rev. R. Bland, 1813.

Thee too the years shall cover; thou shalt be
As the rose born of one same blood with thee,
As a song sung, as a word said, and fall
Flower-wise, and be not any more at all,
Nor any memory of thee anywhere;
For never Muse has bound above thine hair
The high Pierian flowers whose graft outgrows
All Summer kinship of the mortal rose
And colour of deciduous days, nor shed
Reflex and flush of heaven about thine head, etc.
— Swinburne, Anactoria.

Woman dead, lie there;
No record of thee
Shall there ever be,
Since thou dost not share
Roses in Pieria grown.
In the deathful cave,
With the feeble troop
Of the folk that droop,
Lurk and flit and crave,
Woman severed and far-flown.
— William Cory, 1858.

Thou liest dead, and there will be no memory left behind
Of thee or thine in all the earth, for never didst thou bind
The roses of Pierian streams upon thy brow; thy doom
Is writ to flit with unknown ghosts in cold and nameless gloom.
— Edwin Arnold, 1869.

Yea, thou shalt die,
And lie
Dumb in the silent tomb;
Nor of thy name
Shall there be any fame
In ages yet to be or years to come:
For of the flowering Rose,
Which on Pieria blows,
Thou hast no share:
But in sad Hades’ house,
Unknown, inglorious,
‘Mid the dim shades that wander there
Shalt thou flit forth and haunt the filmy air.
— J. A. Symonds, 1883.

When thou fallest in death, dead shalt thou lie, nor shall thy memory
Henceforth ever again be heard then or in days to be,
Since no flowers upon earth ever were thine, plucked from Pieria’s spring,
Unknown also ‘mid hell’s shadowy throng thou shalt go wandering.
— Anon., Love in Idleness, 1883.

From Stobaeus, about 500 A.D., as addressed to an uneducated woman. Plutarch quotes the fragment as written to a certain rich lady; but in another work he says the crown of roses was assigned to the Muses, for he remembered Sappho’s having said to some unpolished and uneducated woman these same words. Aristīdes, about 150 A.D., speaks of Sappho’s boastfully saying to some well-to-do woman, ‘that the Muses made her blest and worthy of honour, and that she should not die and be forgotten;’ though this may refer to fr. 10.