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There is no place for grief in a house which serves the Muse.

Sappho

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

Eyes Face Grace Love Stand
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
Without warning as a whirlwind swoops on an oak Love shakes my heart.
SAPPHO

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

Ancient Mountain Shake Soul
Death is an evil; the gods have so judged; had it been good, they would die.
SAPPHO

Death Evil God Judgement
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
When anger spreads through the breath, guard thy tongue from barking idly.
SAPPHO

Anand Thakur
Someone, I tell you, in another time will remember us.
SAPPHO

Anand Thakur
Once again love drives me on, that loosener of limbs, bittersweet creature against which nothing can be done.
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
I took my lyre and said: come now, my heavenly tortoise shell: become a speaking instrument.
SAPPHO

Heaven Instrument Myself Talk
I would not think to touch the sky with two arms
SAPPHO

Anand Thakur
Love is a cunning weaver of fantasies and fables.
SAPPHO

Fantasy Love One Liner
What cannot be said will be wept.
SAPPHO

Anand Thakur

There is no place for grief in a house which serves the Muse.

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