Sappho

(c. 600 BCE / Greece)

Sappho Poems

1. Like the very gods in my sight is he 12/10/2015
2. Ode To Aphrodite 12/23/2014
3. To Anactoria, Who Has Forsaken A Once-Loved Girlfriend Of Sappho 3/31/2010
4. To Atthis The Inconstant 3/31/2010
5. To A Rich Vulgarian 3/31/2010
6. The Fisherman's Tomb 3/31/2010
7. To A Youth Who Wooed A Woman Older Than Himself 3/31/2010
8. Wedding Song 3/31/2010
9. To One False In Love 3/31/2010
10. To A Bride 3/31/2010
11. The Torments Of Love 3/31/2010
12. The Dust Of Timas 3/31/2010
13. Yea, Thou Shalt Die 3/31/2010
14. The Death Of Adonis 3/31/2010
15. On The Tomb Of A Priestess Of Artemis 3/31/2010
16. Ode To Anactoria 3/31/2010
17. Maidens Dancing In Moonlight 3/31/2010
18. Dica 3/31/2010
19. Jealousy 12/1/2015
20. The Silver Moon 3/31/2010
21. Mother, I Cannot Mind My Wheel 3/31/2010
22. Thy Form Is Lovely 3/31/2010
23. Hesperus The Bringer 3/31/2010
24. Evening 3/31/2010
25. To A Girl In A Garden 3/31/2010
26. Orchard Song 3/31/2010
27. Youth And Age 3/31/2010
28. Claïs 3/31/2010
29. Sappho To Her Girlfriends 3/31/2010
30. An Epithalamium 3/31/2010
31. Like The Sweet Apple 3/31/2010
32. Must I Remind You, Clesis, 1/1/2004
33. My Garden 3/31/2010
34. Loneliness 3/31/2010
35. Moonlight 3/31/2010
36. To Evening 1/1/2004
37. Grace 3/31/2010
38. To Any Army Wife 12/31/2002
39. The Arbor 3/31/2010
40. Must I Remind You, Cleis, 12/31/2002
Best Poem of Sappho

On What Is Best

Some celebrate the beauty
of knights, or infantry,
or billowing flotillas
at battle on the sea.
Warfare has its glory,
but I place far above
these military splendors
the one thing that you love.

For proof of this contention
examine history:
we all remember Helen,
who left her family,
her child, and royal husband,
to take a stranger's hand:
her beauty had no equal,
but bowed to love's command.

As love then is the power
that none can disobey,
so too my thoughts must follow
my darling far away:...

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Hymn To Aphrodite

Throned in splendor, immortal Aphrodite!
Child of Zeus, Enchantress, I implore thee
Slay me not in this distress and anguish,
Lady of beauty.

Hither come as once before thou camest,
When from afar thou heard'st my voice lamenting,
Heard'st and camest, leaving thy glorious father's Palace golden,

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