What do we know about Sappho? That she was born sometime around B. Alcaeus calls her ''violet haired, pure, honey-smiling Sappho''; perhaps she looked like the young Elizabeth Taylor. She is said to have been married to a wealthy man, Cercylas; to have had a daughter, Kleis; and may have run a thiasos, a kind of finishing school for girls, dedicated to Aphrodite, Eros and the Muses.
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Essay about The Virgin by Sappho
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Great Works of Literature (hybrid)
Imagine that two millenia or so in the future, literary experts attempt to collect the glories of our literature. Most of our paper writings have crumbled into dust or used for kindling; all our digital files are long gone or indecipherable. English is a dead language and many of the cultural references are a complete puzzle to them. They have a strange jumble of popular and high literature: one partial summary of of the episodes of a saga called 'Star Trek', a fragment of an archive of fan fiction about a warrior princess named Xena, some quotes from various authors extracted from anthologies written three hundred years from now, and a few cryptic bits of poetry from somebody named Shakespeare, who was apparently very highly regarded, and wrote in an archaic dialect: specifically, one complete sonnet, a couple of soliloquies and a few random lines from his plays.
Like a sweet apple reddening on the high branch, on the tip of the topmost branch and forgotten by the apple pickers — no, beyond their reach. Like a hyacinth in the mountains that shepherd men trample down with their feet, and on the earth the purple flower. I write.