When anger spreads through the breath, guard thy tongue from barking idly.
SAPPHOWhen anger spreads through the breath, guard thy tongue from barking idly.
SAPPHOLove – bittersweet, irrepressible – loosens my limbs and I tremble.
SAPPHOFrom all the offspring of the earth and heaven love is the most precious.
SAPPHOLove is a cunning weaver of fantasies and fables.
SAPPHOI know not what to do, my mind is divided.
SAPPHOHe who is fair to look upon is good, and he who is good will soon be fair also.
SAPPHOOnce again love drives me on, that loosener of limbs, bittersweet creature against which nothing can be done.
SAPPHOMere air, these words, but delicious to hear.
SAPPHOLove, like a mountain-wind upon an oak, falling upon me, shakes me leaf and bough.
SAPPHOWhatever one loves most is beautiful.
SAPPHONow the Earth with many flowers puts on her spring embroidery.
SAPPHOThere is no place for grief in a house which serves the Muse.
SAPPHOWith his venom irresistible and bittersweet that loosener of limbs, Love reptile-like strikes me down
SAPPHORaise high the roof-beam, carpenters. Like Ares comes the bridegroom, taller far than a tall man.
SAPPHODeath must be an evil and the gods agree; for why else would they live for ever?
SAPPHOAlthough only breath, words which I command are immortal.
SAPPHO