Artemis swore the great oath of the gods to Zeus:
"By your head, I shall always be a virgin
untamed, hunting on peaks of solitary mountains.
Come, grant me this grace!"
So she spoke. Then the father of the blessed gods
nodded his consent. Now gods and mortals
call her by her thrilling eponym, The Virgin Deer Hunter.
Sappho (Greek lyric poet, d. 570 B.C.), translated by Willis Barnstone.
Photographs from Numero Korea, January 2009, photographer: Sofia Sanchez, Mauro Mongiello
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