Not for revenge!-one shaft alone

XXXII

…Ἀλλά τις οὐκ ἔμμι παλιγκότων
ὄργαν, ἀλλ’ ἀβάκην τὰν φρέν’ ἔχω…

NOT for revenge !—one shaft alone 
From Sappho's hand, in ire, hath flown ; 
Love smote : the arrow from my heart 
     I drew, and bent the string
For Phaon's breast; he felt no smart, 
     With me remains the sting ; 
And I am weaponless, apart 
From that too wildly wasted dart.