ABSTRACT
Then Sappho goes on somewhat defiantly to say in the words which Athenaeus quotes with approval, pointing the moral to those who are dining with him :—
Know this ! All delicate things do I love, and joy in the sunlight
above Hath ever with me had a share, in all that is noble and
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. . . in the drip, drip, of pain ; Which, when it comes, and all my care Far from my breast may swift winds bear !
