Eros seizes and shakes my very soul like the wind on the mountain shaking ancient oaks. — Sappho Copy Share Image
“Eros, again now, the loosener of limbs troubles me, Bittersweet, sly, uncontrollable creature….” — Sappho Copy Share Image
Eros harrows my heart: wild gales sweeping desolate mountains, uprooting oaks. — Sappho Copy Share Image
“Eros once again limb-loosener whirls me sweetbitter, impossible to fight off, creature stealing up...I don't know what I should do: two states… — Sappho Copy Share Image
“Like a gale smiting an oak On mountainous terrain, Eros, with a stroke, Shattered my brain.” — Sappho Copy Share Image
“]Sardis often turning her thoughts here ] you like a goddess and in your song most of all she rejoiced. But now she is… — Sappho Copy Share
“But thou shalt ever lie dead nor shall there be any remembrance of thee then or ever, for thou hast none of the roses… — Sappho Copy Share
Raise high the roof beam, carpenters. Like Ares comes the bridegroom, taller far than a tall man. — Sappho Copy Share
Death is an ill; 'tis thus the Gods decide: / For had death been a boon, the Gods had died. — Sappho Copy Share
Dancing up the full moon Round some fair new altar Trample the soft blossoms of fine grass. — Sappho Copy Share
“Blest as the immortal gods is he, The youth who fondly sits by thee, And hears and sees thee, all the while, Softly speaks… — Sappho Copy Share
You may forget but let me tell you this: someone in some future time will think of us — Sappho Copy Share
“I can reveal to you that I wished to die - For with much weeping she left me Saying: "Sappho - what suffering is… — Sappho Copy Share
“yet if you had a desire for good or beautiful things and your tongue were not concocting some evil to say shame would not… — Sappho Copy Share
Stars veil their beauty soon / Beside the glorious moon, / When her full silver light / Doth make the whole earth bright. — Sappho Copy Share
May I write words more naked than flesh, stronger than bone, more resilient than sinew, sensitive than nerve. — Sappho Copy Share
“Some say thronging cavalry, some say foot soldiers, others call a fleet the most beautiful of sights the dark earth offers, but I say… — Sappho Copy Share
