Remains a dream of loveliness–to fill
My soul, my life, at Aphrodite’s will.
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Before they were mothers
had been the mostdevoted of friends
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…
F Zeus chose us a King of the flowers in his mirth,
For the rose, ho, the rose! is the grace of the earth,Is the light of the plants that are growing upon it!For the rose, ho, the rose! is the eye of the flowers,Is the blush of the meadows that feel themselves fair,Is the lightning of beauty that strikes through the bowersOn pale lovers that sit…
The silver moon is set;
Half the long night is spent, and yetI lie alone.
Fragments 84, 45, 82, 36, 38, 37, 40, 80, 50, 55, and 42 combined.
From the golden halls of Olumpus on high!O shell divine, now, now becomeVoiceful, to utter mine heart’s wild cry!O Calliope, vouchsafe thine aidUnto one whom the Muse of Love hath betrayed!Ah me, I know not what to doWho am wildered all, in a strait betwixt two!I cry from a homeless heart storm-tossedAs a child for…
That man, whoever he may be,
Hearing thy lovely laugh, thy speech,Throned with the gods he seems to me;For when a moment to mine eyesThy form discloses, silentlyI stand consumed with fires that riseLike flames around a sacrifice.Sight have I none, bells out of tuneRing in mine ears, my tongue lies dumb;Paler than grass in later June,Yet daring all(To thee I…