Like the sweet apple ripening at the end of a branch

high at the highest branch that the harvesters overlooked,

but they have not overlooked you, they were just not able to acquire you.

 

Οἶον τὸ γλυκύμαλον ἐρεύθεται ἄκρῳ ἐπ᾽ ὔσδῳ
ἄκρον ἐπ᾽ ἀκροτάτῳ λελάθοντο δὲ μαλοδρόπνεσ,
οὐ μὰν ἐκλελάθοντ᾽, ἀλλ᾽ οὐκ ἐδύναντ᾽ ἐπίκεσθαι.

by Sappho (630-570 BC)

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