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Eros harrows my heart: wild gales sweeping desolate mountains, uprooting oaks.

Sappho

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

Death Evil God Judgement
Without warning as a whirlwind swoops on an oak Love shakes my heart.
SAPPHO

Heart Love Shake Warning
I do not know what to do, my mind’s in two.
SAPPHO

Mindset Myself
The moon is setand the Pleiades; Middle ofthe night, time passes by,I lie alone.
SAPPHO

Alone Moon Night Pass Time
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
In gold sandals / dawn like a thief / fell upon me.
SAPPHO

Anand Thakur
All the while, believe me, I prayed our night would last twice as long.
SAPPHO

Anand Thakur
There is no place for grief in a house which serves the Muse.
SAPPHO

Grief Home Place Serve
Eros harrows my heart: wild gales sweeping desolate mountains, uprooting oaks.
SAPPHO

Heart Mountain Myself Root Wild
When anger spreads through the breath, guard thy tongue from barking idly.
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
Love – bittersweet, irrepressible – loosens my limbs and I tremble.
SAPPHO

Love Myself Tremble
Although only breath, words which I command are immortal.
SAPPHO

Breathe Command Immortal Myself Word
With his venom irresistible and bittersweet that loosener of limbs, Love reptile-like strikes me down
SAPPHO

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

Agreement Death Evil God
I took my lyre and said: come now, my heavenly tortoise shell: become a speaking instrument.
SAPPHO

Heaven Instrument Myself Talk

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