Death is an ill; ’tis thus the Gods decide: / For had death been a boon, the Gods had died.
SAPPHOLove is a cunning weaver of fantasies and fables.
More Sappho Quotes
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Death is an ill; ’tis thus the Gods decide: / For had death been a boon, the Gods had died.
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Love shook my heart/ Like the wind on the mountain/ Troubling the oak-trees.
SAPPHOLove shook my heart/ Like the wind on the mountain/ Troubling the oak-trees.
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The evening star Is the most beautiful of all stars.
SAPPHOThe evening star Is the most beautiful of all stars.
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Experience shows us Wealth unchaperoned by Virtue is never an innocuous neighbor.
SAPPHOExperience shows us Wealth unchaperoned by Virtue is never an innocuous neighbor.
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Stand and face me, my love,and scatter the grace in your eyes.
SAPPHOStand and face me, my love,and scatter the grace in your eyes.
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May I write words more naked than flesh, stronger than bone, more resilient than sinew, sensitive than nerve.
SAPPHOMay I write words more naked than flesh, stronger than bone, more resilient than sinew, sensitive than nerve.
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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.
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.
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No honey for me, if it comes with a bee.
SAPPHONo honey for me, if it comes with a bee.
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Death is an evil; the gods have so judged; had it been good, they would die.
SAPPHODeath is an evil; the gods have so judged; had it been good, they would die.
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I took my lyre and said: come now, my heavenly tortoise shell: become a speaking instrument.
SAPPHOI took my lyre and said: come now, my heavenly tortoise shell: become a speaking instrument.
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Beauty endures only for as long as it can be seen; goodness, beautiful today, will remain so tomorrow.
SAPPHOBeauty endures only for as long as it can be seen; goodness, beautiful today, will remain so tomorrow.
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Dancing up the full moon Round some fair new altar Trample the soft blossoms of fine grass.
SAPPHODancing up the full moon Round some fair new altar Trample the soft blossoms of fine grass.
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Death must be an evil and the gods agree; for why else would they live for ever?
SAPPHODeath must be an evil and the gods agree; for why else would they live for ever?
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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.
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.
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Love is a cunning weaver of fantasies and fables.
SAPPHOLove is a cunning weaver of fantasies and fables.
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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.
SAPPHOSome 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


