Now the Earth with many flowers puts on her spring embroidery.
SAPPHORelated Topics
Anand Thakur
Now the Earth with many flowers puts on her spring embroidery.
SAPPHOStand and face me, my love,and scatter the grace in your eyes.
SAPPHOFor some the fairest thing on the dark earth is Thermopylae, And the Spartan phalanx lowering lances to die.
SAPPHOHow love the limb-loosener sweeps me away.
SAPPHOThe 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.
SAPPHOWhat cannot be said will be wept.
SAPPHOSomeone, I tell you, in another time will remember us.
SAPPHOEros seizes and shakes my very soul like the wind on the mountain shaking ancient oaks.
SAPPHOWithout warning as a whirlwind swoops on an oak Love shakes my heart.
SAPPHOWhatever one loves most is beautiful.
SAPPHODeath is an ill; ’tis thus the Gods decide: / For had death been a boon, the Gods had died.
SAPPHONo honey for me, if it comes with a bee.
SAPPHORaise high the roof-beam, carpenters. Like Ares comes the bridegroom, taller far than a tall man.
SAPPHOOnce again love drives me on, that loosener of limbs, bittersweet creature against which nothing can be done.
SAPPHOWhen anger spreads through the breath, guard thy tongue from barking idly.
SAPPHOHesperus bringing together All that the morning star scattered.
SAPPHO