Tuesday, August 26, 2014


It's a pity gals come with price tags.

Nothing deep tonight but bring me deep sleep - NOT. The fool stays awake trying to manufacture something deep.

'Twas my turn to be cryptic!

I was going to say something...what was it?

Oh, yes, now I remember: 'On this Earth, who is well? Who is sound and untroubled in body, mind and spirit? No one, for very long, is at peace. All are like the hungry ghosts of Eastern lore. To be human is to be deeply unhappy.'

But don't let the above get you down, matey! : )

2 poems of Sappho:

"The moon has set, and the Pleiades; it is midnight, the time is going by and I recline alone.
The sinking moon has left the sky,
The Pleiades have also gone.
Midnight comes--and goes, the hours fly
And solitary still, I lie.
The Moon has left the sky,
Lost is the Pleiads' light;
     It is midnight,
     And time slips by,
But on my couch alone I lie.
             J. A. Symonds, 1883.
This singularly beautiful fragment is quoted by Hephaestion as an example of metre. With the "Hymn to Aphrodite" it was the first portion of the Poems of Sappho to be printed in 1554."


"Happy bridegroom! Now has come thy wedding as thou wished, and thou hast the maiden of thy desire.
Thou happy bridegroom! Now has dawned
  That day of days supreme,
When in thine arms thou'lt hold at last
  The maiden of thy dream.
From Hephaestion."

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