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I took my lyre and said: come now, my heavenly tortoise shell: become a speaking instrument.

Sappho

Death is an evil; the gods have so judged; had it been good, they would die.
SAPPHO

Death Evil God Judgement
You may forget but let me tell you this: someone in some future time will think of us.
SAPPHO

Forget Future Thinking Time Yourself
Eros harrows my heart: wild gales sweeping desolate mountains, uprooting oaks.
SAPPHO

Heart Mountain Myself Root Wild
I do not know what to do, my mind’s in two.
SAPPHO

Mindset Myself
May I write words more naked than flesh, stronger than bone, more resilient than sinew, sensitive than nerve.
SAPPHO

Naked Nerve Resilience Sensitive Word Writing
Raise high the roof-beam, carpenters. Like Ares comes the bridegroom, taller far than a tall man.
SAPPHO

High Man Marriage Tall
Death is an ill; ’tis thus the Gods decide: / For had death been a boon, the Gods had died.
SAPPHO

Death Decision God Sick
The Moon and Pleiades have set, Midnight is nigh, The time is passing, passing, yet Alone I lie.
SAPPHO

Anand Thakur
Beauty endures only for as long as it can be seen; goodness, beautiful today, will remain so tomorrow.
SAPPHO

Beautiful Endurance Goodness Willing
From all the offspring of the earth and heaven love is the most precious.
SAPPHO

Earth Heaven Precious
Stand and face me, my love,and scatter the grace in your eyes.
SAPPHO

Eyes Face Grace Love Stand
I will let my body flow like water over the gentle cushions.
SAPPHO

Body Cushion Flow Gentle
The evening star Is the most beautiful of all stars.
SAPPHO

Beautiful Evening Stars
Mere air, these words, but delicious to hear.
SAPPHO

Delicious Hear Word
For some the fairest thing on the dark earth is Thermopylae, And the Spartan phalanx lowering lances to die.
SAPPHO

Anand Thakur
Whatever one loves most is beautiful.
SAPPHO

Anand Thakur

I took my lyre and said: come now, my heavenly tortoise shell: become a speaking instrument.

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