I know not what to do, my mind is divided.
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Anand Thakur
I know not what to do, my mind is divided.
SAPPHOHesperus bringing together All that the morning star scattered.
SAPPHOLove shook my heart/ Like the wind on the mountain/ Troubling the oak-trees.
SAPPHODeath is an ill; ’tis thus the Gods decide: / For had death been a boon, the Gods had died.
SAPPHOThe evening star Is the most beautiful of all stars.
SAPPHOWhat cannot be said will be wept.
SAPPHOI took my lyre and said: come now, my heavenly tortoise shell: become a speaking instrument.
SAPPHOI would not think to touch the sky with two arms
SAPPHODeath must be an evil and the gods agree; for why else would they live for ever?
SAPPHOBeauty endures only for as long as it can be seen; goodness, beautiful today, will remain so tomorrow.
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.
SAPPHORaise high the roof-beam, carpenters. Like Ares comes the bridegroom, taller far than a tall man.
SAPPHOWould 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.
SAPPHOLove – bittersweet, irrepressible – loosens my limbs and I tremble.
SAPPHOWhatever one loves most is beautiful.
SAPPHOWhen anger spreads through the breath, guard thy tongue from barking idly.
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