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

Sappho

Would Jove appoint some flower to reign, in matchless beauty on the plain, the Rose (mankind will all agree). The Rose the queen of flowers should be.
SAPPHO

Anand Thakur
Experience shows us Wealth unchaperoned by Virtue is never an innocuous neighbor.
SAPPHO

Experience Neighbor Virtue
Love is a cunning weaver of fantasies and fables.
SAPPHO

Fantasy Love One Liner
Someone, I tell you, in another time will remember us.
SAPPHO

Anand Thakur
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
In gold sandals / dawn like a thief / fell upon me.
SAPPHO

Anand Thakur
You may forget but let me tell you this: someone in some future time will think of us.
SAPPHO

Forget Future Thinking Time Yourself
With his venom irresistible and bittersweet that loosener of limbs, Love reptile-like strikes me down
SAPPHO

Myself Strike Venom
I would not think to touch the sky with two arms
SAPPHO

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

Anand Thakur
Without warning as a whirlwind swoops on an oak Love shakes my heart.
SAPPHO

Heart Love Shake Warning
The evening star Is the most beautiful of all stars.
SAPPHO

Beautiful Evening Stars
Eros harrows my heart: wild gales sweeping desolate mountains, uprooting oaks.
SAPPHO

Heart Mountain Myself Root Wild
He who is fair to look upon is good, and he who is good will soon be fair also.
SAPPHO

Fair Goodness Himself
What cannot be said will be wept.
SAPPHO

Anand Thakur
Love, like a mountain-wind upon an oak, falling upon me, shakes me leaf and bough.
SAPPHO

Fall Love Mountain Nature

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

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