SAPPHO
(Lobel-Page 105 – Σαπφώ – English translation)
... Just like the sweet-apple that blushes red atop its branch
– Top of the topmost – yet is forgotten by the fruit-pickers;
No, in fact, not forgotten: but that they couldn't reach.
... Just like the hyacinth in the mountains that the shepherd-men's
Feet tread down, down to the ground; and the purple blossom...
Sappho says, therefore, that the apple she indeed likens to a girl... the bridegroom, too – to Achilles she
Compares him; and likewise she'd convey, then, as though they were a hero's – the young man and his feats.