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The evening star Is the most beautiful of all stars.

Sappho

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

Heaven Instrument Myself Talk
Whatever one loves most is beautiful.
SAPPHO

Anand Thakur
Eros harrows my heart: wild gales sweeping desolate mountains, uprooting oaks.
SAPPHO

Heart Mountain Myself Root Wild
The evening star Is the most beautiful of all stars.
SAPPHO

Beautiful Evening Stars
Once again love drives me on, that loosener of limbs, bittersweet creature against which nothing can be done.
SAPPHO

Anand Thakur
Hesperus bringing together All that the morning star scattered.
SAPPHO

Bring Morning Togetherness
The moon has set In a bank of jet That fringes the Western sky, The pleiads seven Have sunk from heaven And the midnight hurries by; My hopes are flown And, alas! alone On my weary couch I lie.
SAPPHO

Alone Bank Heaven Hope Lying Moon Myself
Beauty endures only for as long as it can be seen; goodness, beautiful today, will remain so tomorrow.
SAPPHO

Beautiful Endurance Goodness Willing
Death is an ill; ’tis thus the Gods decide: / For had death been a boon, the Gods had died.
SAPPHO

Death Decision God Sick
Love – bittersweet, irrepressible – loosens my limbs and I tremble.
SAPPHO

Love Myself Tremble
Eros seizes and shakes my very soul like the wind on the mountain shaking ancient oaks.
SAPPHO

Ancient Mountain Shake Soul
Some say an army of horsemen, or infantry, A fleet of ships is the fairest thing On the face of the black earth, but I say It’s what one loves.
SAPPHO

Black Earth Face Infant Love Oneself
He who is fair to look upon is good, and he who is good will soon be fair also.
SAPPHO

Fair Goodness Himself
Dancing up the full moon Round some fair new altar Trample the soft blossoms of fine grass.
SAPPHO

Anand Thakur
The Moon and Pleiades have set, Midnight is nigh, The time is passing, passing, yet Alone I lie.
SAPPHO

Anand Thakur
No honey for me, if it comes with a bee.
SAPPHO

Anand Thakur

The evening star Is the most beautiful of all stars.

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