Now the Earth with many flowers puts on her spring embroidery.
SAPPHORelated Topics
Anand Thakur
Now the Earth with many flowers puts on her spring embroidery.
SAPPHOYou may forget but let me tell you this: someone in some future time will think of us.
SAPPHOOnce again love drives me on, that loosener of limbs, bittersweet creature against which nothing can be done.
SAPPHOI would not think to touch the sky with two arms
SAPPHOWhatever one loves most is beautiful.
SAPPHOI know not what to do, my mind is divided.
SAPPHOWhen anger spreads through the breath, guard thy tongue from barking idly.
SAPPHOThe evening star Is the most beautiful of all stars.
SAPPHOWithout warning as a whirlwind swoops on an oak Love shakes my heart.
SAPPHOHesperus bringing together All that the morning star scattered.
SAPPHOLove shook my heart/ Like the wind on the mountain/ Troubling the oak-trees.
SAPPHODeath is an ill; ’tis thus the Gods decide: / For had death been a boon, the Gods had died.
SAPPHOSome 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.
SAPPHOThe Moon and Pleiades have set, Midnight is nigh, The time is passing, passing, yet Alone I lie.
SAPPHODeath is an evil; the gods have so judged; had it been good, they would die.
SAPPHOLove – bittersweet, irrepressible – loosens my limbs and I tremble.
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