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SAPPHO, One Hundred Lyrics
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Bliss Carman
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What shall we do, Cytherea?
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Lovely Adonis is dying.
Ah, but we mourn him!
Will he return when the Autumn
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Purples the earth, and the sunlight
Sleeps in the vineyard?
Will he return when the Winter
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Huddles the sheep, and Orion
Goes to his hunting?
Ah, for thy beauty, Adonis,
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With the soft spring and the south wind,
Love and desire!
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