“ The touched heart madly stirs,your laughter is water hurrying over pebbles - every gesture is a proclamation,every sound is speech... Sappho
“ Once again Love, that loosener of limbs,bittersweet and inescapable, crawling thing,seizes me. Sappho
“ ...gracious your form and your eyes as honey : desire is poured upon your lovely face Aphrodite has honored you exceedingly... Sappho
“ Would Jove appoint some flower to reign, in matchless beauty on the plain, the Rose (mankind will all agree). The Rose the queen of flowers should be. Sappho
“ Eros, again now, the loosener of limbs troubles me,Bittersweet, sly, uncontrollable creature…. Sappho
“ Evening you gather backall that dazzling dawn has put asunder:you gather a lamb, gather a kid,gather a child to its mother. Sappho
“ ]Sardisoften turning her thoughts here]you like a goddessand in your song most of all she rejoiced.But now she is conspicuous among Lydian womenas sometimes at sunsetthe rosyfingered moonsurpasses all… Sappho
“ Yet if you had a desire for good or beautiful thingsand your tongue were not concocting some evil to sayshame would not hold down your eyesbut rather you would speak about what is just Sappho
