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The Poems of Sappho · 1 passage
I do not think with my two arms to touch the sky, I do not dream to do almighty things; So small a singing bird may never soar so high, To beat the sapphire fire with baffled wings. I do not think with my two arms to touch the sky, I do not dream by any chance to share With deathless Gods the bliss of Paphos they deny To men behind the azure veil of air.
Source: Internet Sacred Text Archive, file cla/pos/pos29.htm.
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