The pretty, strappy sandals which half-hid her feet
were Lydian leatherwork of finest quality.
If glancing at her footwear stirred desire in me
how would I hide my feelings when our eyes would meet?
Sappho, Fragment 39
πὸδας δέ
ποίκιλος μάσλης ἐκάλυπτε, Λύδιον κάλον ἔργον