Fragment 90, tr. Thomas Moore

Sappho (630 BC–570 BC), translated by Various (ed. H. T. Wharton) · 1908

iambic tetrameter · 4 lines · from Sappho: Selected Renderings

'Oh, my sweet mother, 'tis in vain,I cannot weave as once I wove,So wildered is my heart and brainWith thinking of that youth I love.'

Words in this poem

wove
p. pr. & rare vb. n. of Weave.

Definitions and etymologies from Webster's Unabridged Dictionary, 1913.

About this text

Fragment 90, tr. Thomas Moore is in the public domain. This text is taken from Sappho: Memoir, Text, Selected Renderings, and a Literal Translation (ed. Henry Thornton Wharton, John Lane, 1908, fifth edition), Project Gutenberg ebook #57390, the Various (ed. H. T. Wharton) translation; the transcription's header, footer and licence were removed and nothing else was changed. You may copy, print and reuse it freely.

Cite as: Sappho, Fragment 90, tr. Thomas Moore, in Sappho: Selected Renderings (1908), text of Project Gutenberg ebook #57390, Laurel, https://laurelpoetry.com/poem/sappho-wharton/fr-90.html, id L29195.

Form and metre

Fragment 90, tr. Thomas Moore is 4 lines in a single stanza. This poem did not settle on a metre of its own; the book it comes from is in iambic tetrameter.

See other poems in iambic tetrameter.

Measured by Laurel's pipeline, not copied from a handbook: how stress and metre are counted, how rhyme is lettered, how a drifted rhyme is found. Where the dictionary cannot confirm a rhyme the letter is withheld, not guessed.

Rhyme words, stanza by stanza

The word that ends each line, lettered by the rhyme it makes; a dash is a line whose rhyme the dictionary could not confirm.

  1. 1 A-A- vainA · wove · brainA · love
Scansion, line by line

Each line with its syllable count and the stresses the words themselves fix: / stressed, ˘ unstressed, · a syllable the word leaves free and the metre decides. Read against iambic tetrameter. How this is done.

LineSyl.Stress
'Oh, my sweet mother, 'tis in vain,8···/˘···
I cannot weave as once I wove,8·/˘·····
So wildered is my heart and brain8·/˘·····
With thinking of that youth I love.'8·/˘·····

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