Poetry of Sappho

16 the poetry of sappho
] to Phoibos the Goldenhaired whom Kóeus’ daughter bore
] to Kronos’ Son of mighty name.
But Artemis made a vow and swore the gods’ great oath:
“By your head, I will remain a virgin always
] hunting upon the peaks of lonely mountains.
] come, nod your head, grant me this favor.”
So she said. The Father of the blessed gods consented,
and so the gods and people, too, call her Deershooter
] and also Virgin Huntress, a mighty title.
] and Eros never approaches her [
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] I will let my body
flow like water over the gentle cushions.
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Then love shook my heart like the wind that falls on
oaks in the mountains.
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