T. R. Smith, comp. Poetica Erotica: Rare and Curious Amatory Verse. 1921–22.
Sapphic Ode XXVII: Mnasidica in form and gait
By Michael Field (Katherine Harris Bradley) (18461914)(From Long Ago, 1889) MNASIDICA in form and gait | |
Eclipses her ill-favoured mate | |
Gyrinna; when I call, | |
I tremble lest the girl appear | |
Whose very shadow on the wall | 5 |
Repulses me, and when I hear | |
Her rude, slow step I shake with fear. | |
Her gesture has no rhythmic law; | |
She knows not how her dress to draw | |
About her ankles thin; | 10 |
And let the luckless child take care | |
Firmly her chiton-brooch to pin, | |
For, oh, she must not ever dare | |
To leave her flabby shoulder bare! | |
But when Mnasidica doth raise | 15 |
Her arm to feed the lamp I gaze | |
Glad at the lovely curve; | |
And when her pitcher at the spring | |
She fills, I watch her tresses swerve | |
And drip, then pause to see her wring | 20 |
Her hair, and back the bright drops fling. | |
And now she leaves my maiden train! | |
Those whom I love most give me pain: | |
Why should I love her so? | |
Gyrinna hath a gentle face, | 25 |
And the harmonious soul, I know, | |
Not very long can lack the trace, | |
O Aphrodite, of thy grace. | |