For all men, and for ever, memorials there to be
Of the luckless life of the fisher, the labourer of the sea.
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Yes, Atthis, you may be sure
Anactoria will think often of usof the life we shared here, when you seemedthe Goddess incarnateto her and your singing pleased her bestNow among Lydian women she in herturn stands first as the red-fingered moon rising at sunset takesprecedence over stars around her;her light spreads equallyon the salt sea and fields thick with bloomDelicious dew…
Although they are
which I commandare immortalSapphotr. Barnard
Tell everyone
sing beautifully formy friends’ pleasure
Rushing war-hosts, horsemen or foot or galleys —
Sights on earth: I say that my love of all isSweetest and rarest.Hear the proof, which lightly, I wot, convinces: —‘Mid the comely, Helen would fain discoverOne without peer, and of the goodly princesChose for her loverHim who brought the glory of Troy to ruin!Reckless all of parent and child, she lavishedOn the alien love…
I have had not one word from her
When she left, she wepta great deal; she said tome, “This parting must beendured, Sappho. I go unwillingly.”I said, “Go, and be happybut remember (you knowwell) whom you leave shackled by love“If you forget me, thinkof our gifts to Aphroditeand all the loveliness that we shared“all the violet tiaras,braided rosebuds, dill andcrocus twined around your…
If love thou hast for me, not hate,
For I no longer will abideWhere youth and age lie side by side.