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

Sappho

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
Love shook my heart/ Like the wind on the mountain/ Troubling the oak-trees.
SAPPHO

Heart Love Shook Tree Trouble
Hesperus bringing together All that the morning star scattered.
SAPPHO

Bring Morning Togetherness
The Moon and Pleiades have set, Midnight is nigh, The time is passing, passing, yet Alone I lie.
SAPPHO

Anand Thakur
The moon has set, and the Pleiades; it is midnight, and time passes, and I sleep alone.
SAPPHO

Alone Moon Pass Sleep Time
Death is an ill; ’tis thus the Gods decide: / For had death been a boon, the Gods had died.
SAPPHO

Death Decision God Sick
Mere air, these words, but delicious to hear.
SAPPHO

Delicious Hear Word
There is no place for grief in a house which serves the Muse.
SAPPHO

Grief Home Place Serve
Now the Earth with many flowers puts on her spring embroidery.
SAPPHO

Earth Embroidery Flower Spring
Experience shows us Wealth unchaperoned by Virtue is never an innocuous neighbor.
SAPPHO

Experience Neighbor Virtue
Love – bittersweet, irrepressible – loosens my limbs and I tremble.
SAPPHO

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

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

Alone Moon Night Pass Time
Stand and face me, my love,and scatter the grace in your eyes.
SAPPHO

Eyes Face Grace Love Stand
Eros seizes and shakes my very soul like the wind on the mountain shaking ancient oaks.
SAPPHO

Ancient Mountain Shake Soul
In gold sandals / dawn like a thief / fell upon me.
SAPPHO

Anand Thakur

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

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