Fragment 31 — Sappho
He seems to me equal to the gods, that man who sits across from you and listens close to your sweet voice and your lovely laughter — which, I swear, sets the heart trembling in my breast. For when I g
He seems to me equal to the gods, that man who sits across from you and listens close to your sweet voice and your lovely laughter — which, I swear, sets the heart trembling in my breast. For when I glance at you a moment, no word is left to me, my tongue breaks, and a thin fire runs at once beneath my skin; my eyes go dark, and my ears are ringing.