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Evocation of Sappho
(Words: Sappho Music: Joe Dolce)

The gods bless you
may you sleep then
on some tender
girlfriend's breast.

Tonight I've watched
the moon and then
the Pleiades
go down.
The night is now
youth goes;
I am in bed alone.

My lovely friends
how could I change
towards you,
you who are so beautiful?

You know the place: then
leave Crete and come to us
waiting where the grove is
pleasantest, by precincts
sacred to you; incense
smokes on the altar, cold
streams murmur through
the apple branches, a young
rose thicket shades the ground
and quivering leaves pour
down deep sleep;
in meadows
where horses have grown sleek
among spring flowers,
dill scents the air.

Queen! Cyprian!
Fill our golden cups with love
stirred into clear nectar.

(From Sappho: A New Translation, by Sappho, translated by Mary Barnard, used with permission and published by The University of California Press, Berkeley, CA. USA.)



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