Sappho/Saffo

Sappho (Saffo)- Venite al tempio sacro delle vergini / Come to me here from Crete

Pietro Liberi, Diana e Callisto, 1670 Come here to me from Crete, to your holy temple, where your lovely grove of apple stands, where the altars smoke with frankincense; Here cold water sounds through apple branches, the ground is all carpeted with roses, enchanted sleep falls from shimmering leaves; Here the horse-grazed field is lush …

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Sappho (Saffo)- Quale dolce mela / Like a sweet-apple

Gustav Klimt, Apple tree, 1912 Like a sweet-apple turning red high on the tip of the topmost branch. Forgotten by pickers. Not forgotten— they couldn’t reach it. Quale dolce mela che su alto ramo rosseggia, alta sul più alto; la dimenticarono i coglitori; no, non fu dimenticata: invano tentarono di raggiungerla… Go back to album …

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Sappho (Saffo)- Sento arrivare la morte / Honestly, I wish I were dead

Roberto Ferri, Amor et mortem, 2012 Honestly, I wish I were dead. Weeping many tears, she left me and said, “Alas, how terribly we suffer, Sappho. I really leave you against my will.” And I answered: “Farewell, go and remember me. You know how we cared for you. If not, I would remind you …of …

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