marry a young woman!
I couldn’t stand it
to live with a young
man, I being older
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In my eyes he matches the gods, that man who
listening from closeby to the sweetness of yourvoice as you talk, thesweetness of your laughter: yes, that–I swear it–sets the heart to shaking inside my breast, sinceonce I look at you for a moment, I can’tspeak any longer,but my tongue breaks down, and then all at once asubtle fire races inside my skin, myeyes can’t…
Over the fisher Pelagon Meniscus his father set
For all men, and for ever, memorials there to beOf the luckless life of the fisher, the labourer of the sea.
With flowers fair adorn thy lustrous hair,
With thy soft hands, for so a maiden standsAccepted of the gods, whose eyes divineAre turned away from her–though fair as MayShe waits, but round whose locks no flowers shine.
Must I remind you, Cleis,
are unbecoming ina poet’s household?and that they are notsuitable in ours?Sapphotr. Barnard
He seems to he a god, that man
Smiles, and, alert and glad, listensTo your mellow voiceAnd quickens in love at your laughterThat stings my breasts, jolts my heartIf I dare the shock of a glance.I cannot speak,My tongue sticks to my dry mouth,Thin fire spreads beneath my skin,My eyes cannot see and my aching earsRoar in their labyrinths.Chill sweat glides down my…
This dust was Timas; and they say
She found her bridal home to beThe dark house of Persephone.And many maidens, knowing thenThat she would not come back again,Unbound their curls; and all in tears,They cut them off with sharpened shears.