LIFE OF SAPPHO or Aphrodite with her when she bewails the fair young offspring of Cinyras in the sacred grove of the Blest. Howsve’er ii be, | bid thee all hail, Great Lady, even as any God; for we still hold thy songs to be daughters of an Immortal. Palatine Anthology: The Garland of Meleager:+ To whom, dear Muse, bring you this song so rich in fruit? and who is the fashioner of this your garland of minstrels?) It is the work of Meleager, and he hath made it to be a keepsake for the admired Diocles. Inwoven here is many a lily of Anyteé’s, many a white lily of Moero’s, and of the flowers of Sappho few, but roses . . . The Same: Antipater on Sappho: My name is Sappho, and imy song surpasses the songs of women even as Homer’s the songs of men. The Same: