Sappho's Hymn to Aphrodite

Auden

Time that is intolerant
Of the brave and innocent,
And indifferent in a week
To a beautiful physique,

Worships language and forgives
Everyone by whom it lives;
Pardons cowardice, conceit,
Lays its honours at their feet.

Anactoria

Swinburne's poem, in two parts.

Psapfique Stan

First off, I guess I should talk about my name.  My last name is Za, and in English the P's are silent.  And, oh, yeah, it's not my real name.

And while we're on the subject, why is it that Sappho spells her own name with a psi, but later references to her generally seem to use a sigma?