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630 BC–570 BC Greece
Sappho (Attic Greek: Σαπφώ; Aeolic Greek: Ψάπφω; c. 630 – c. 570 BC) was an Ancient Greek poet from Eresos or Mytilene on the island of Lesbos. Sappho is known for her lyric poetry, written to be sung while accompanied by music.
Greece Authors Composers Poets Also known as: Sappho of Lesbos, Sappha
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The stars hide away their shining form around the lovely moon when in all her fullness she shines (over all) the earth.
Death must be an evil — and the gods agree; for why else would they live for ever?
Hesperus, you herd homeward whatever Dawn’s light dispersed you herd sheep—herd goats—herd children home to their mothers.
A handsome man guards his image a while; a good man will one day take on beauty.
Evening, thou that bringest all that bright morning scattered; thou bringest the sheep, the goat, the child back to her mother.
The lovely-voiced harbinger of Spring, the nightingale.
Sweet mother, I truly cannot weave my web; for I am o’erwhelmed through Aphrodite with love of a slender youth.
When wrath runs rampage in your heart you must hold still that rambunctious tongue!
Now Love masters my limbs and shakes me, fatal creature, bitter-sweet.
Eros has shaken my mind, wind sweeping down the mountain on oaks.
For even if she flies she shall soon follow and if she rejects gifts, shall soon offer them and if she loves not shall soon love, however reluctant.
As the hyacinth which the shepherd tramples on the hill Lies upon the ground and lying bloometh purple still.
To have beauty is to have only that, but to have goodness is to be beautiful too.
What is beautiful is good, and who is good will soon also be beautiful.
I have a fair daughter with a form like a golden flower, Cleïs the belovedest, above whom I [prize] nor all Lydia nor lovely [Lesbos].
There is no place for grief in a house which serves the Muse.
Some say a host of cavalry, some say infantry. Some say a host of ships, is the loveliest thing Upon this dark earth; but I say It's whatever you love.
Love has unbound my limbs and set me shaking, A monster bitter-sweet and my unmaking.
If you are my friend, stand up before me and scatter the grace that's in your eyes.
Do thou, O Dica, set garlands upon thy lovely hair, weaving sprigs of dill with thy delicate hands; for those who wear fair blossoms may surely stand first, even in the presence of Goddesses who look without favour upon those who come ungarlanded.
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