I ever saw the girl at all.
So we must take Dame Rumor’s word
That Sappho was, indeed, a bird.
Now, Sappho in her younger years,
Was wooed by men a-plenty,
And setting suitors by the ears
Amused her much at twenty.
She swore she’d not, at twenty-five,
Accept the nicest man alive,
And laughed to scorn the ardent Greek