their heart grew coldthey let their wings down

]sing to usthe one with violets in her lap]mostly]goes astray

]Sardisoften turning her thoughts here]you like a goddessand in your song most of all she rejoiced.But now she is conspicuous among Lydian womenas sometimes at sunsetthe rosyfingered moonsurpasses all the stars. And her lightstretches over salt seaequally and flowerdeep fields.And the beautiful dew is poured outand roses bloom and frailchervil and flowering sweetclover.But she goes back and forth rememberinggentle Atthis and in longingshe bites her tender mind

...gracious your form and your eyes as honey : desire is poured upon your lovely face Aphrodite has honored you exceedingly...

To have beauty is to have only that, but to have goodness is to be beautiful too"As translated by Suzy Q. Groden in Sappho: Poems (1966)

My delight is the exquisite. Yes, for me,Glitter and sunlight and loveAre one society. So I shall not go creeping awayTo die in the dark:I shall go on living with you,Loving and loved.

Some call ships, infantry or horsemenThe greatest beauty earth can offer;I say it is whatever a personMost lusts after.

He who is fair to look upon is good, and he who is good will soon be fair also.