Love
Sappho: XLV
From Sappho: One Hundred Lyrics (1907)
Love
Softer than the hill-fog to the forest
Are the loving hands of my dear lover,
When she sleeps beside me in the starlight
And her beauty drenches me with rest.
As the quiet mist enfolds the beech-trees,
Even as she dreams her arms enfold me,
Half awaking with a hundred kisses
On the scarlet lily of her mouth.
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Codex Note
From Sappho: One Hundred Lyrics (1907)
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Carman, Bliss. “Sappho: XLV.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/carman/244/.
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Carman, Bliss. “Sappho: XLV.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/carman/244/.
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