Sappho — "If you are squeamish, don't prod the beach rubble."
If you are squeamish, don't prod the beach rubble.
If you are squeamish, don't prod the beach rubble.
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"And I'm an inch from dying."
"I have no complaint... prosperity that the golden Muses gave me was no delusion: dead, I won't be forgotten."
"No honey for me, if it comes with a bee."
"I would not think to touch the sky with two arms."
"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."
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