(c. 600 BCE / Greece)

Dica - Poem by Sappho

With flowers fair adorn thy lustrous hair,
Dica, amidst thy locks sweet blossoms twine,
With thy soft hands, for so a maiden stands
Accepted of the gods, whose eyes divine
Are turned away from her--though fair as May
She waits, but round whose locks no flowers shine.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, March 31, 2010

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