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Fragment 38 by Sappho

Now Love, the ineluctable, With bitter sweetness fills me, Overwhelms me, and shakes my being. Sappho 620 BC–550 BC Morning Song by Russell Boyle

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Little Soul by Hadrian

  Little soul little stray little drifter now where will you stay all pale and all alone after the way you used to make fun of things Publius Aelius Hardens (Hadrian) 76-138 Translated by W. S. Merwin

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Odes i.xi by Horace

To Leuconoe Strive not, Leuconoe, to know what end The gods above to me or thee will send; Nor with astrologers consult at all, That thou mayst better know what can befall; Whether thou liv’st more winters, or thy last … Continue reading

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Fragment 158 by Sappho

When anger surges through thy heart Let not thy foolish tongue take part. Sappho 620 BC–550 BC Synergy by Russell Boyle

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Sweet Apple Fragment by Sappho

Like the sweet apple that reddens At end of the bough – Far end of the bough – Left by the gatherer’s swaying, Forgotten, so thou. Nay, not forgotten, ungotten, Ungathered (till now). Sappho Translated by Henry Vere de Stacpoole … Continue reading

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Fragment 105c by Sappho

O my mountain hyacinth What shepherds trod upon you With clumsy, rustic foot? Now you are a broken seal: A scarlet stain upon the earth. Sappho 620 BC–550 BC

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Fragment 130 by Sappho

Percussion, salt and honey, A quivering in the thighs; He shakes me all over again, Eros who cannot be thrown, Who stalks on all fours Like a beast. Eros makes me shiver again Strengthless in the knees, Eros gall and … Continue reading

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Strange That The Godless Prosper by Sophocles

Strange is it that the godless, who have sprung From evil-doers, should fare prosperously, While good men, born of noble stock, should be By adverse fortune vexed. It was ill done For the gods thus to order lives of men. … Continue reading

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Nay; thou hast done by Euripides

Artemis from “Hippolytus” Nay; thou hast done A heavy wrong; yet even beyond this ill Abides for thee forgiveness. ’Twas the will Of Cypris that these evil things should be, Sating her wrath. And this immutably Hath Zeus ordained in … Continue reading

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Power of Love by Sophocles

from Antigone Love, thou art victor in fight: thou mak’st all things afraid; Thou couchest thee softly at night on the cheeks of a maid; Thou passest the bounds of the sea, and the folds of the fields; To thee … Continue reading

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