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

Sappho

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

Anand Thakur
The evening star Is the most beautiful of all stars.
SAPPHO

Beautiful Evening Stars
Although only breath, words which I command are immortal.
SAPPHO

Breathe Command Immortal Myself Word
Death must be an evil and the gods agree; for why else would they live for ever?
SAPPHO

Agreement Death Evil God
Death is an evil; the gods have so judged; had it been good, they would die.
SAPPHO

Death Evil God Judgement
In gold sandals / dawn like a thief / fell upon me.
SAPPHO

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

Anand Thakur
Dancing up the full moon Round some fair new altar Trample the soft blossoms of fine grass.
SAPPHO

Anand Thakur
With his venom irresistible and bittersweet that loosener of limbs, Love reptile-like strikes me down
SAPPHO

Myself Strike Venom
All the while, believe me, I prayed our night would last twice as long.
SAPPHO

Anand Thakur
For some the fairest thing on the dark earth is Thermopylae, And the Spartan phalanx lowering lances to die.
SAPPHO

Anand Thakur
Builders, raise the ceiling high, Raise the dome into the sky, Hear the wedding song! For the happy groom is near, Tall as Mars, and statelier, Hear the wedding song!
SAPPHO

Build Marriage Raise Sky
Eros harrows my heart: wild gales sweeping desolate mountains, uprooting oaks.
SAPPHO

Heart Mountain Myself Root Wild
Mere air, these words, but delicious to hear.
SAPPHO

Delicious Hear Word
Without warning as a whirlwind swoops on an oak Love shakes my heart.
SAPPHO

Heart Love Shake Warning
He who is fair to look upon is good, and he who is good will soon be fair also.
SAPPHO

Fair Goodness Himself

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

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