Sappho

Now the Earth with many flowers puts on her spring embroidery

— Sappho

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

— Sappho

“Stand to face me beloved And open out the grace of your eyes”

— Sappho

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

— Sappho

“I declare That later on, Even in an age unlike our own, Someone will remember who we are.”

— Sappho

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

— Sappho

“You may blame Aphrodite soft as she is she has almost killed me with love for that boy”

— Sappho

Without warning as a whirlwind swoops on an oak Love shakes my heart

— Sappho

“The gleaming stars all about the shining moon Hide their bright faces, when full-orbed and splendid In the sky she floats, flooding…

— Sappho

“Wealth without real worthiness Is no good for the neighbourhood; But their proper mixture Is the summit of beatitude.”

— Sappho

“...gracious your form and your eyes as honey : desire is poured upon your lovely face Aphrodite has honored you exceedingly...”

— Sappho

“No holy place existed without us then, no woodland, no dance, no sound. Beyond all hope, I prayed those timeless days we…

— Sappho

“Some say thronging cavalry, some say foot soldiers, others call a fleet the most beautiful of sights the dark earth offers, but…

— Sappho

“You are, I think, an evening star, the fairest of all the stars.”

— Sappho

Hesperus bringing together All that the morning star scattered.

— Sappho

“In fact she herself once blamed me Kyprogeneia because I prayed this word: I want.”

— Sappho

Love shook my heart/ Like the wind on the mountain/ Troubling the oak-trees

— Sappho

“When they were tired Night rained her thick dark sleep upon their eyes.”

— Sappho

“Kuu laskenut ja Seulaset On keskiyö, minun aikani on ohi Nukun yksin”

— Sappho

“Like a gale smiting an oak On mountainous terrain, Eros, with a stroke, Shattered my brain.”

— Sappho

With his venom irresistible and bittersweet that loosener of limbs, Love reptile-like strikes me down

— Sappho

I took my lyre and said: come now, my heavenly tortoise shell: become a speaking instrument.

— Sappho

“Love shook my heart Like the wind on the mountain rushing over the oak trees.”

— Sappho

Eros seizes and shakes my very soul like the wind on the mountain shaking ancient oaks.

— Sappho

“We shall enjoy it As for him who finds fault, may silliness and sorrow take him!”

— Sappho

“And a sweet expression spreads over her fair face.”

— Sappho

From all the offspring of the earth and heaven love is the most precious.

— Sappho

The moon is setand the Pleiades; Middle ofthe night, time passes by,I lie alone.

— Sappho