Sappho, fr. 22

          ]
          ]work
          ]face
          ]
          ]
          if not, winter
          ]no pain
          ]
]I bid you sing
of Gongyla, Abanthis, taking up
your lyre as (now again) longing
          floats around you,

you beauty. For her dress when you saw it
stirred you. And I rejoice.
In fact she herself once blamed me
          Kyprogeneia

because I prayed
this word:
I want

—tr. Anne Carson; If Not, Winter: Fragments of Sappho (Vintage, 2002) 

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    This bit: because I prayed this word: I want I read the Carson translations years ago and somehow I missed these lines,...
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