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Οἶον τὸ γλυκύμαλον ἐρεύθεται ἄκρῳ ἐπ᾽ ὔσδῳ ἄκρον ἐπ᾽ ἀκροτάτῳ λελάθοντο δὲ μαλοδρόπνεσ, οὐ μὰν ἐκλελάθοντ᾽, ἀλλ᾽ οὐκ ἐδύναντ᾽ ἐπίκεσθαι


Sappho

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Περὶ δὲ τοῦ ποδαπὸς ἐκβῇ οὐ θυετε;

(Βλέποντα...
Διογένης ο Κυνικός «Ἀνάγκης θυγατρός κόρης Λαχέσεως λόγος. Ψυχαὶ ἐφήμερ...
PLATO ~ Ἀπαρέμφατα βίου:~
Τα Ἐπ~ανα~στάσεια Reborn, Sappho wears monks' saffron.
SAIOM SHRIVER Sapphic Chords

On what marble stones would you scratch your love today?
Spray it on ...
NANCY BOUTILIER My voice rings down through thousands of years to coil around your body and give you strength, you w...
RITA MAE BROWN The inextinguishable lesbian spark. You've surely heard about it? The one that was first ignited at ...
GERD BRANTENBERG Some thoughtlessly proclaim the Muses nine: A tenth is Sappho, maid divine.
UNATTRIBUTED AUTHOR What is beautiful is good, and who is good will soon be beautiful.
SAPPHO Eros, again now, the loosener of limbs troubles me,

Bittersweet, sly, uncontrollable crea...
SAPPHO Beauty endures only for as long as it can be seen; goodness, beautiful today, will remain so tomorro...
SAPPHO Would Jove appoint some flower to reign, in matchless beauty on the plain, the Rose (mankind will al...
SAPPHO The moon has set In a bank of jet That fringes the Western sky, The pleiads seven ...
SAPPHO Someone, I tell you, in another time will remember us.
SAPPHO their heart grew cold
they let their wings down
SAPPHO Wealth without real worthiness
Is no good for the neighbourhood;
But their proper mixture<...
SAPPHO You are, I think, an evening star,
the fairest of all the stars.
SAPPHO You will have memories
Because of what we did back then
When we were new at this,
SAPPHO I declare
That later on,
Even in an age unlike our own,
Someone will remember who we ...
SAPPHO Death is an evil; the gods have so judged; had it been good, they would die
SAPPHO When I look on you a moment, then I can speak no more, but my tongue falls silent, and at once a del...
SAPPHO Love is a cunning weaver of fantasies and fables.
SAPPHO How love the limb-loosener sweeps me away
SAPPHO The evening star

Is the most
beautiful
of all stars
SAPPHO Builders, raise the ceiling high, Raise the dome into the sky, Hear the wedding song! Fo...
SAPPHO We shall enjoy it

As for him who finds
fault, may silliness
and sorrow take him...
SAPPHO When anger spreads through the breath, guard thy tongue from barking idly
SAPPHO ...gracious your form and your eyes as honey : desire is poured upon your lovely face Aphrodite has ...
SAPPHO In fact she herself once blamed me
Kyprogeneia

because I prayed
this word:
SAPPHO There is no place for grief in a house which serves the Muse.
SAPPHO And now it is said of me
That my love is nothing because I have borne no children,
Or bec...
JAMES WRIGHT Sappho isn't really meant to be read. It's meant to be sung and there were dances for the songs, als...
ALEXANDER CHEE Ah! replied my gentle fair, Beloved, what are names but air? Choose thou, whatever suits the ...
SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE The isles of Greece, the isles of Greece! Where burning Sappho loved and sung. Where grew the ...
LORD BYRON (GEORGE GORDON NOEL BYRON) The isles of Greece, the isles of Greece! / Where burning Sappho loved and sung, / Where grew the ar...
LORD BYRON In Poetry class, Professor Sappho teaches us how to compose love ballads. She's a swell teacher and ...
TAI Sacredness and profanity and prayers and wishes: they're all held together by the broken limbs of th...
ELORA BISHOP You write poetry?" Klaus asked.
He had read a lot about poets but had never met one.
"Just...
LEMONY SNICKET The greatest feminists have also been the greatest lovers. I'm thinking not only of Mary Wollstonecr...
ERICA JONG Most of the books of erotic poetry available today are either too old or are big anthologies coverin...
SALIL JHA The argument of Alcidamas: Everyone honours the wise. Thus the Parians have honoured Archilochus, in...
ARISTOTLE You ask whether I have ever been in love: fool as I am, I am not such a fool as that. But if one is ...
C.S. LEWIS Mister Cameron - I have read the unexpurgated Ovid, the love poems of Sappho, the Decameron in the o...
MERCEDES LACKEY A precious mouldering pleasure 't is
To meet an antique book,
In just the dress his centur...
EMILY DICKINSON What did we talk about?

I don't remember. We talked so hard and sat so still that I got c...
JOANNA RUSS

More Sappho

What is beautiful is good, and who is good will soon be beautiful.
SAPPHO Eros, again now, the loosener of limbs troubles me,

Bittersweet, sly, uncontrollable crea...
SAPPHO Beauty endures only for as long as it can be seen; goodness, beautiful today, will remain so tomorro...
SAPPHO Would Jove appoint some flower to reign, in matchless beauty on the plain, the Rose (mankind will al...
SAPPHO The moon has set In a bank of jet That fringes the Western sky, The pleiads seven ...
SAPPHO Someone, I tell you, in another time will remember us.
SAPPHO their heart grew cold
they let their wings down
SAPPHO Wealth without real worthiness
Is no good for the neighbourhood;
But their proper mixture<...
SAPPHO You are, I think, an evening star,
the fairest of all the stars.
SAPPHO You will have memories
Because of what we did back then
When we were new at this,
SAPPHO I declare
That later on,
Even in an age unlike our own,
Someone will remember who we ...
SAPPHO Death is an evil; the gods have so judged; had it been good, they would die
SAPPHO When I look on you a moment, then I can speak no more, but my tongue falls silent, and at once a del...
SAPPHO Love is a cunning weaver of fantasies and fables.
SAPPHO How love the limb-loosener sweeps me away
SAPPHO The evening star

Is the most
beautiful
of all stars
SAPPHO Builders, raise the ceiling high, Raise the dome into the sky, Hear the wedding song! Fo...
SAPPHO We shall enjoy it

As for him who finds
fault, may silliness
and sorrow take him...
SAPPHO When anger spreads through the breath, guard thy tongue from barking idly
SAPPHO ...gracious your form and your eyes as honey : desire is poured upon your lovely face Aphrodite has ...
SAPPHO In fact she herself once blamed me
Kyprogeneia

because I prayed
this word:
SAPPHO There is no place for grief in a house which serves the Muse.
SAPPHO