yet if you had a desire for good or beautiful thingsand your tongue were not concocting some evil to sayshame would not hold down your eyesbut rather you would speak about what is just
Wisdom, Evil, Goodness
their heart grew coldthey let their wings down
Poetry, Beauty, Giving Up
In fact she herself once blamed meKyprogeneiabecause I prayed this word:I want.
Poetry
Eros, again now, the loosener of limbs troubles me,Bittersweet, sly, uncontrollable creature….
Love, Poetry, Desire
]sing to usthe one with violets in her lap]mostly]goes astray
Poetry, Beauty
...gracious your form and your eyes as honey : desire is poured upon your lovely face Aphrodite has honored you exceedingly...
Beauty, Compliments
Minä rakastan aurinkoa, kauneutta, se on minun osani täällä
Love, Poetry, Beauty
(sinä olet)kauneinkaikista tähdistä
Amor es gozar mucho y llorar luego mucho más.
Reality
There is no place for grief in a house which serves the Muse.
Art, Grief, Muse