Sappho: Fragment 31
To me it seems that man has the fortuneof gods, whoever sits beside youand close, who listens to yousweetly speakingand laughing temptingly. My heartflutters in my breast wheneverI quickly glance at you –I can say nothing,my tongue is broken. A delicate fireruns under my skin, my eyessee nothing, my ears roar,cold sweatrushes down me, trembling seizes me,I am greener than grass.To myself I seemneeding but little to die.Yet all must be endured, since . . .Translated by RayorThank you for listening! You can follow us on Twitter & Instagram @sweetbitterpod. You can support us on patreon.com/sweetbitter.Our guests this episode were Diane Rayor, Jane Montgomery Griffiths, Marguerite Johnson, Tracey Walters, Sandra Boehringer and translator Annie McCarthy. You can learn more about our guests and where to find them on our website. You can find the episode transcript here Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.