Publisher's Synopsis
Sappho lies remote from us, beyond the fashions and the ages, beyond sight, almost beyond the wing of Thought, in the world's extremest youth. To thrill the imagination with the vast measure of time between the world of Sappho and the world of the Great War, it is quite useless to express it in years, one must express it in aeons, just as astronomers, dealing with sidereal distances, think, not in miles, but in light years."
