Now the Earth with many flowers puts on her spring embroidery.
SAPPHOWith his venom irresistible and bittersweet that loosener of limbs, Love reptile-like strikes me down
More Sappho Quotes
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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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Experience shows us Wealth unchaperoned by Virtue is never an innocuous neighbor.
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Love – bittersweet, irrepressible – loosens my limbs and I tremble.
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I would not think to touch the sky with two arms
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Love is a cunning weaver of fantasies and fables.
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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.
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Although only breath, words which I command are immortal.
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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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The evening star Is the most beautiful of all stars.
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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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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!
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Love shook my heart/ Like the wind on the mountain/ Troubling the oak-trees.
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I took my lyre and said: come now, my heavenly tortoise shell: become a speaking instrument.
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Mere air, these words, but delicious to hear.
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If you are squeamish Don’t prod the beach rubble.
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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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May I write words more naked than flesh, stronger than bone, more resilient than sinew, sensitive than nerve.
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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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Eros harrows my heart: wild gales sweeping desolate mountains, uprooting oaks.
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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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Stand and face me, my love,and scatter the grace in your eyes.
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There is no place for grief in a house which serves the Muse.
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In gold sandals / dawn like a thief / fell upon me.
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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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With his venom irresistible and bittersweet that loosener of limbs, Love reptile-like strikes me down
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Eros seizes and shakes my very soul like the wind on the mountain shaking ancient oaks.
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