Sappho 31

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"He seems to me an equal of the gods----
Whoever gets to sit across from you and listen to the sounds of your sweet speech so close to him,

To your beguiling laughter: O it makes my panicked to fluttering in my chest, for the moment I catch sight of you there's no speech left in me,

But tongues gag----: but all at once a faint fever courses down beneath the skin, eyes no longer capable of sight, a thrumming in the ears,

A sweat drips down my body, and the shakes lay serge to me all over, and I'm greener than grass, I'm just little short of dying, I seem to me;

But all must be endured, since even a pauper..."

((I can't find the rest- I really want too tho- I'm still working on it tbh T.T))

ANYWHO LOVE YOU BYE 🤩💕

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