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Like the Sweet Apple
by:
Sappho
(c. 610-570 B.C.)
translated by H. de Vere Stacpoole
Like the sweet apple that reddens
At end of the bough--
Far end of the bough--
Left by the gatherer's swaying,
Forgotten, so thou.
Nay, not forgotten, ungotten,
Ungathered (till now).
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poems by Sappho