POEMS OF SAPPHO
TRANSLATED BY JULIA DUBNOFF
Immortal Aphrodite, on your own intricately brocaded throne, [1]
son or daughter of Zeus, weaver of wiles, this I pray:
Dear Lady, don’t crush my heart
with pains and sorrows.
5 But come right here, if in the past,
once you heard my far-off cry,
you listened. And also you arrived,
making your father’s household,
yoking your chariot of gold.
10 Then stunning quick sparrows led you on the black colored planet
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