I longed for you. You came.
You cooled my heart.
Your words were hands
which cupped its flame.
Sappho, Fragment 48
ἦλθες, ἔγω δέ σ᾿ ἐμαιόμαν,
ὂν δ᾿ ἔψυξας ἔμαν φρένα καιομέναν πόθῳ.
…poor we may be, but here we gain
our share of riches, and that is
the smell of lemons.
Read Montale — Lemons
Image by Johannes Pribyl published under the GNU Free Documentation License
I longed for you. You came.
You cooled my heart.
Your words were hands
which cupped its flame.
ἦλθες, ἔγω δέ σ᾿ ἐμαιόμαν,
ὂν δ᾿ ἔψυξας ἔμαν φρένα καιομέναν πόθῳ.
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