When I look on you a moment, then I can speak no more, but my tongue falls silent, and at once a delicate flame courses beneath my skin, and with my eyes I see nothing, and my ears hum, and a wet sweat bathes me and a trembling seizes me all over.
May I write words more naked than flesh, stronger than bone, more resilient than sinew, sensitive than nerve.
You may forget but
let me tell you
this: someone in
some future time
will think of us
Although only breath, words which I command are immortal.
What cannot be said will be wept.
Whatever one loves most is beautiful.
Once again love drives me on, that loosener of limbs, bittersweet creature against which nothing can be done.
Stars veil their beauty soon / Beside the glorious moon, / When her full silver light / Doth make the whole earth bright.
Beauty endures only for as long as it can be seen; goodness, beautiful today, will remain so tomorrow.
Stand and face me, my love,and scatter the grace in your eyes.
I know not what to do, my mind is divided
Love shook my heart/ Like the wind on the mountain/ Troubling the oak-trees
Death is an evil; the gods have so judged; had it been good, they would die.
Mere air, these words, but delicious to hear.
When anger spreads through the breath, guard thy tongue from barking idly.
Someone, I tell you, in another time will remember us
I took my lyre and said: come now, my heavenly tortoise shell: become a speaking instrument.
All the while, believe me, I prayed our night would last twice as long.
With his venom irresistible and bittersweet that loosener of limbs, Love reptile-like strikes me down
Love is a cunning weaver of fantasies and fables.
Death must be an evil and the gods agree; for why else would they live for ever?
Love, like a mountain-wind upon an oak, falling upon me, shakes me leaf and bough.
Some say an army of horsemen, or infantry,
A fleet of ships is the fairest thing
On the face of the black earth, but I say
It's what one loves.
There is no place for grief in a house which serves the Muse.
Experience shows us Wealth unchaperoned by Virtue is never an innocuous neighbor.
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