Sappho — "I have no complaint... prosperity that the golden Muses gave me was no delusion:…"
I have no complaint... prosperity that the golden Muses gave me was no delusion: dead, I won't be forgotten.
I have no complaint... prosperity that the golden Muses gave me was no delusion: dead, I won't be forgotten.
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"May I write words more naked than flesh, stronger than bone, more resilient than sinew, sensitive than nerve."
"Someone, I tell you, in another time will remember us."
"Once again love drives me on, that loosener of limbs, bittersweet creature against which nothing can be done."
"I would not trade my love for all of Lydia."
"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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