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Sleep, Darling
(c. 600 BCE / Greece)

Sleep, Darling

Poem By Sappho

Sleep, darling
I have a small
daughter called
Cleis, who is

like a golden
I wouldn't
take all Croesus'
kingdom with love
thrown in, for her


Don't ask me what to wear
I have no embroidered
headband from Sardis to
give you, Cleis, such as
I wore
and my mother
always said that in her
day a purple ribbon
looped in the hair was thought
to be high style indeed

but we were dark:
a girl
whose hair is yellower than
torchlight should wear no
headdress but fresh flowers

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Comments (2)

Beautiful. Indirect praise of a daughter's beauty sets a tone of thrilling intimacy. This is what makes you fall in love with a poem.
.............this is beautiful, with lovely imagery ★