Eros shook my soul like the wind
attacking trees on a mountain.
~
Sweet mother, I lack the power
to strike the loom -- I am consumed
with love from slender Aphrodite.
~
Once again limb-loosening Eros shakes me,
a helpless crawling thing, sweet-bitter.
- Sappho
attacking trees on a mountain.
~
Sweet mother, I lack the power
to strike the loom -- I am consumed
with love from slender Aphrodite.
~
Once again limb-loosening Eros shakes me,
a helpless crawling thing, sweet-bitter.
- Sappho
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