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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.

Sappho

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

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

Myself Strike Venom
The Moon and Pleiades have set, Midnight is nigh, The time is passing, passing, yet Alone I lie.
SAPPHO

Anand Thakur
May I write words more naked than flesh, stronger than bone, more resilient than sinew, sensitive than nerve.
SAPPHO

Naked Nerve Resilience Sensitive Word Writing
There is no place for grief in a house which serves the Muse.
SAPPHO

Grief Home Place Serve
He who is fair to look upon is good, and he who is good will soon be fair also.
SAPPHO

Fair Goodness Himself
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
Stand and face me, my love,and scatter the grace in your eyes.
SAPPHO

Eyes Face Grace Love Stand
You may forget but let me tell you this: someone in some future time will think of us.
SAPPHO

Forget Future Thinking Time Yourself
Someone, I tell you, in another time will remember us.
SAPPHO

Anand Thakur
Death must be an evil and the gods agree; for why else would they live for ever?
SAPPHO

Agreement Death Evil God
Eros seizes and shakes my very soul like the wind on the mountain shaking ancient oaks.
SAPPHO

Ancient Mountain Shake Soul
I took my lyre and said: come now, my heavenly tortoise shell: become a speaking instrument.
SAPPHO

Heaven Instrument Myself Talk
For some the fairest thing on the dark earth is Thermopylae, And the Spartan phalanx lowering lances to die.
SAPPHO

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

Love Myself Tremble

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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