Sappho: Fragment 58 (pre-2004)
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]running away
]bitten
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]you
]makes a way with the mouth
]beautiful gifts children
]songdelighting clear sounding lyre
]all my skin old age already
hair turned white after black
]knees do not carry
]like fawns
]but what could I do?
]not possible to become
]Dawn with arms of roses
]bringing to the ends of the earth
]yet seized
]wife
]imagines
]might bestow
But I love delicacy and this to me—
the brilliance and beauty of the sun—desire has allotted.
Translated by Carson
