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Dancing up the full moon Round some fair new altar Trample the soft blossoms of fine grass.

Sappho

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

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

Heart Love Shook Tree Trouble
He who is fair to look upon is good, and he who is good will soon be fair also.
SAPPHO

Fair Goodness Himself
Although only breath, words which I command are immortal.
SAPPHO

Breathe Command Immortal Myself Word
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
Dancing up the full moon Round some fair new altar Trample the soft blossoms of fine grass.
SAPPHO

Anand Thakur
In gold sandals / dawn like a thief / fell upon me.
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
The moon has set, and the Pleiades; it is midnight, and time passes, and I sleep alone.
SAPPHO

Alone Moon Pass Sleep 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
Once again love drives me on, that loosener of limbs, bittersweet creature against which nothing can be done.
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
Eros harrows my heart: wild gales sweeping desolate mountains, uprooting oaks.
SAPPHO

Heart Mountain Myself Root Wild
The evening star Is the most beautiful of all stars.
SAPPHO

Beautiful Evening Stars
Beauty endures only for as long as it can be seen; goodness, beautiful today, will remain so tomorrow.
SAPPHO

Beautiful Endurance Goodness Willing
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

Dancing up the full moon Round some fair new altar Trample the soft blossoms of fine grass.

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