Sappho Poems

Awed by her splendor
stars near the lovely
moon cover their own
bright faces
...

He is more than a hero
he is a god in my eyes-
the man who is allowed
to sit beside you - he
...

It's no use
Mother dear, I
can't finish my
weaving
...

Sleep, darling
I have a small
daughter called
Cleis, who is
...

You may forget but
let me tell you
this: someone in
some future time
...

Blest as the immortal gods is he,
The youth whose eyes may look on thee,
Whose ears thy tongue's sweet melody
...

O Venus, beauty of the skies,
To whom a thousand temples rise,
Gaily false in gentle smiles,
...

And their feet move
rhythmically, as tender
feet of Cretan girls
danced once around an
...