Sappho — "What cannot be said will be wept."
What cannot be said will be wept.
What cannot be said will be wept.
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"I want to tell you something but good taste. Restrains me."
"My tongue is broken, a subtle fire runs beneath my skin, my eyes see nothing, my ears hum, cold sweat pours down me, a trembling seizes all my body, and I am greener than grass."
"Like the sweet apple which reddens upon the topmost bough, at the very topmost top – the apple-gatherers have forgotten it – no, not forgotten it, but they could not reach it."
"The gorgeous man presents a gorgeous view; The good man will in time be gorgeous, too."
"I can't stand being the old one any longer, Living with you."
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