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I would rather see her lovely step
and the motion of light on her face
than chariots of Lysians or ranks of footsoilders in arms. |
Some Men Say an Army of HorseSappho of Lesbos
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Not for her children nor her death parents
had she thought, no— ]’led her astray ]for ]lightly ]reminded me now of Anaktoria who is gone. |
Some Men Say an Army of HorseSappho of Lesbos
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Easy to make this understood by all.
For she who overcame everone In beauty (Helen) Let her fine husband Behind and went sailing to Troy. |
Some Men Say an Army of HorseSappho of Lesbos
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Some men say an army of horse and some men say an army on
foot and some men say an army of ships I the most beautiful think on the black
earth . But I saw it is what you love.
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Some Men Say an Army of HorseSappho of Lesbos
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He seems to me equal to the gods that man
whoever he is opposite you
sits and listens close to your sweet speaking |
He Seems to Me Equal to GodsSappho of Lesbos
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And lovely laughing –oh it
puts the heart in my chest on wings
for when I look at you, even a moment, no speaking is left in me. |
He Seems to Me Equal to GodsSappho of Lesbos
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No: tounge breaks and thin
fire is racing under skin and in eyes no sight and drumming fills ears |
He Seems to Me Equal to GodsSappho of Lesbos
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And cld sweat holds me and shaking
grips me all, greener than grass I am and dead—or almost I seem to me |
He Seems to Me Equal to GodsSappho of Lesbos
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But all is to be dared, because even a person of poverty
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He Seems to Me Equal to GodsSappho of Lesbos
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I simply want to be dead
weeping she left me |
I Simply Want to Be DeadSappho of Lesbos
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With many tears and said this
Oh how badly things have turned out for us. Sappo, I swear, against my will I leave you. |
I Simply Want to Be DeadSappho of Lesbos
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And I answered her:
Rejoice, go and remember me. For you know how we cherised ou. |
I Simply Want to Be DeadSappho of Lesbos
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But if not, I want to remind you
]and beautiful times he had. |
I Simply Want to Be DeadSappho of Lesbos
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For many crowns of violets and roses
]at my side you put on and many woven garlands |
I Simply Want to Be DeadSappho of Lesbos
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Made of flowere
around your soft throat |
I Simply Want to Be DeadSappho of Lesbos
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