How love the limb-loosener sweeps me away.
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Anand Thakur
How love the limb-loosener sweeps me away.
SAPPHONow the Earth with many flowers puts on her spring embroidery.
SAPPHOLove, like a mountain-wind upon an oak, falling upon me, shakes me leaf and bough.
SAPPHOEros harrows my heart: wild gales sweeping desolate mountains, uprooting oaks.
SAPPHODeath must be an evil and the gods agree; for why else would they live for ever?
SAPPHOHe who is fair to look upon is good, and he who is good will soon be fair also.
SAPPHOWith his venom irresistible and bittersweet that loosener of limbs, Love reptile-like strikes me down
SAPPHOEros seizes and shakes my very soul like the wind on the mountain shaking ancient oaks.
SAPPHOOnce again love drives me on, that loosener of limbs, bittersweet creature against which nothing can be done.
SAPPHOMay I write words more naked than flesh, stronger than bone, more resilient than sinew, sensitive than nerve.
SAPPHOI know not what to do, my mind is divided.
SAPPHOFrom all the offspring of the earth and heaven love is the most precious.
SAPPHOSomeone, I tell you, in another time will remember us.
SAPPHODeath is an evil; the gods have so judged; had it been good, they would die.
SAPPHOExperience shows us Wealth unchaperoned by Virtue is never an innocuous neighbor.
SAPPHODeath is an ill; ’tis thus the Gods decide: / For had death been a boon, the Gods had died.
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