How love the limb-loosener sweeps me away.
SAPPHOHow love the limb-loosener sweeps me away.
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He who is fair to look upon is good, and he who is good will soon be fair also.
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When anger spreads through the breath, guard thy tongue from barking idly.
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Dancing up the full moon Round some fair new altar Trample the soft blossoms of fine grass.
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The moon is setand the Pleiades; Middle ofthe night, time passes by,I lie alone.
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Raise high the roof-beam, carpenters. Like Ares comes the bridegroom, taller far than a tall man.
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There is no place for grief in a house which serves the Muse.
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Eros harrows my heart: wild gales sweeping desolate mountains, uprooting oaks.
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Once again love drives me on, that loosener of limbs, bittersweet creature against which nothing can be done.
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For some the fairest thing on the dark earth is Thermopylae, And the Spartan phalanx lowering lances to die.
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Beauty endures only for as long as it can be seen; goodness, beautiful today, will remain so tomorrow.
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From all the offspring of the earth and heaven love is the most precious.
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Love shook my heart/ Like the wind on the mountain/ Troubling the oak-trees.
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The Moon and Pleiades have set, Midnight is nigh, The time is passing, passing, yet Alone I lie.
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Although only breath, words which I command are immortal.
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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.
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With his venom irresistible and bittersweet that loosener of limbs, Love reptile-like strikes me down
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The moon has set, and the Pleiades; it is midnight, and time passes, and I sleep alone.
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You may forget but let me tell you this: someone in some future time will think of us.
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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.
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Love – bittersweet, irrepressible – loosens my limbs and I tremble.
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Death is an ill; ’tis thus the Gods decide: / For had death been a boon, the Gods had died.
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All the while, believe me, I prayed our night would last twice as long.
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Death must be an evil and the gods agree; for why else would they live for ever?
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No honey for me, if it comes with a bee.
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Mere air, these words, but delicious to hear.
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Love, like a mountain-wind upon an oak, falling upon me, shakes me leaf and bough.
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