In Emily Wilson's Crossing the Wine-Dark Sea, her first chapter talks about Sappho and the difficulties of translation. Here, she includes a translation by Anne Carson of Fragment 31, one of the many fragments of poetry thought to be written by Sappho:

He seems to me equal to the gods that man
whoever he is who opposite you
sits and listens close
to your sweet speaking
and lovely laughing - oh it
puts the heart in my chest on wings
for when I look at you, even a moment, no speaking
is left in me
no tongue breaks and thing
fire is racing u nder skin
and in eyes no sight and drumming
fills ears
and cold sweat holds me and shaking
grips me all, greener than grass
I am and dead - or almost
I seem to me.
But all is to be dared, because even a person of poverty ...

Here the text breaks off.