]sing to usthe one with violets in her lap]mostly]goes astray

Sappho
]sing to usthe one with violets in her lap]mostly]goes astray
]sing to usthe one with violets in her lap]mostly]goes astray
]sing to usthe one with violets in her lap]mostly]goes astray
]sing to usthe one with violets in her lap]mostly]goes astray
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In most cases, however, what goes astray is completely unrelated to what we have most often set out to do or think that we want. In a letter to his mother, a young man wrote: "I was sitting at the piano and suddenly the notion struck me that I would sing something very nice. It was impossible. I had nothing to do with it. I saw the roses in the window and suddenly I began to sing with all my heart about them."

Source: If Not, Winter: Fragments Of Sappho

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