Drew thee, beauteous sparrows, to earth’s dark surface,
Moving quick their wings from the height of heaven
Through the mid ether.
Soon their journey’s end was attained and smiling
Blessed goddess, smiling with heavenly visage,
Thou didst ask of me what it was I suffer’d,
Why I invoked thee,
What it was I wished to receive of all things,
Maddened in my soul, ‘Who is he thou seekest,
Whom shall I ensnare for my darling Sappho?