In the young spring evening The moon is shining full Girls form a circle As though round an altar And their feet perform Rhythmical steps Like the soft feet of Cretan girls Must once have danced Round and round an altar of love Designing a circle In the delicate flowering grass The stars that are shining Around the beautiful moon Hide their own bright faces When She, at Her fullest Paints the earth with Her Silvery light Now, while we are dancing Come! Join us! Sweet joy, revelry, Bright light! Inspire us, Muses Oh, you with the beautiful hair. —Sappho translated from the Greek by Charoula