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Now the Earth with many flowers puts on her spring embroidery.

Sappho

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

Nature Yourself
The evening star Is the most beautiful of all stars.
SAPPHO

Beautiful Evening Stars
I will let my body flow like water over the gentle cushions.
SAPPHO

Body Cushion Flow Gentle
Once again love drives me on, that loosener of limbs, bittersweet creature against which nothing can be done.
SAPPHO

Anand Thakur
He who is fair to look upon is good, and he who is good will soon be fair also.
SAPPHO

Fair Goodness Himself
When anger spreads through the breath, guard thy tongue from barking idly.
SAPPHO

Anand Thakur
Raise high the roof-beam, carpenters. Like Ares comes the bridegroom, taller far than a tall man.
SAPPHO

High Man Marriage Tall
Hesperus bringing together All that the morning star scattered.
SAPPHO

Bring Morning Togetherness
Death is an evil; the gods have so judged; had it been good, they would die.
SAPPHO

Death Evil God Judgement
I do not know what to do, my mind’s in two.
SAPPHO

Mindset Myself
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
All the while, believe me, I prayed our night would last twice as long.
SAPPHO

Anand Thakur
Stand and face me, my love,and scatter the grace in your eyes.
SAPPHO

Eyes Face Grace Love Stand
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 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, like a mountain-wind upon an oak, falling upon me, shakes me leaf and bough.
SAPPHO

Fall Love Mountain Nature

Now the Earth with many flowers puts on her spring embroidery.

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