Another time Quote by Sappho Download Open image “Someone, I tell you, in another time will remember us” — Sappho ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 2.3 out of 5 (3 ratings) Copy quoteShare Another time Memory Remember Time
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I tell you and you forget. I show you and you remember. I involve you and you understand. — Eric Butterworth Copy Share Image
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“]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 Image
“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 Image
Raise high the roof beam, carpenters. Like Ares comes the bridegroom, taller far than a tall man. — Sappho Copy Share Image
Death is an ill; 'tis thus the Gods decide: / For had death been a boon, the Gods had died. — Sappho Copy Share Image
Love shook my heart/ Like the wind on the mountain/ Troubling the oak-trees — Sappho Copy Share Image
Dancing up the full moon Round some fair new altar Trample the soft blossoms of fine grass. — Sappho Copy Share Image
“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 Image
You may forget but let me tell you this: someone in some future time will think of us — Sappho Copy Share Image
“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 Image
“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 Image
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