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

Sappho

From all the offspring of the earth and heaven love is the most precious.
SAPPHO

Earth Heaven Precious
Eros seizes and shakes my very soul like the wind on the mountain shaking ancient oaks.
SAPPHO

Ancient Mountain Shake Soul
For some the fairest thing on the dark earth is Thermopylae, And the Spartan phalanx lowering lances to die.
SAPPHO

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

Anand Thakur
How love the limb-loosener sweeps me away.
SAPPHO

Away Love Myself
Some 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.
SAPPHO

Black Earth Face Infant Love Oneself
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
All the while, believe me, I prayed our night would last twice as long.
SAPPHO

Anand Thakur
Love – bittersweet, irrepressible – loosens my limbs and I tremble.
SAPPHO

Love Myself Tremble
Death must be an evil and the gods agree; for why else would they live for ever?
SAPPHO

Agreement Death Evil God
When anger spreads through the breath, guard thy tongue from barking idly.
SAPPHO

Anand Thakur
Someone, I tell you, in another time will remember us.
SAPPHO

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

Death Evil God Judgement
Now the Earth with many flowers puts on her spring embroidery.
SAPPHO

Earth Embroidery Flower Spring
The evening star Is the most beautiful of all stars.
SAPPHO

Beautiful Evening Stars
If you are squeamish Don’t prod the beach rubble.
SAPPHO

Nature Yourself

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

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