{"collection":"Classics","html_url":"https://unchartedknowledge.5gfusion.net/browse/cla/pos/pos28.htm","path":"cla/pos/pos28.htm","source_url":"https://sacred-texts.com/cla/pos/pos28.htm","text":"The Poems of Sappho, by John Myers O'Hara, [1910]\nDaughter of mine, so fair,\n \u00a0\u00a0With a form like a golden flower,\n Wherefore thy pensive air\n \u00a0\u00a0And the dreams in the myrtle bower?\nCl\u00ebis, beloved, thy eyes\n \u00a0\u00a0That are turned from my gaze, thy hand\n That trembles so, I prize\n \u00a0\u00a0More than all the Lydian land;\nMore than the lovely hills\n \u00a0\u00a0With the Lesbian olive crowned;\u2014\n Tell me, darling, what ills\n \u00a0\u00a0In the gloom of thy thought are found?\nDaughter of mine, come near\n \u00a0\u00a0And thy head on my knees recline;\n Whisper and never fear,\n \u00a0\u00a0For the beat of thy heart is mine.\nSweet mother, I can turn\n \u00a0\u00a0With content to my loom no more;\n My bosom throbs, I yearn\n \u00a0\u00a0For a youth that my eyes adore;\nLykas of Eresus,\n \u00a0\u00a0Whom I knew when a little child;\n My heart by Love is thus\n \u00a0\u00a0With the sweetest of pain beguiled.","title":"The Poems of Sappho: Partheneia: Didaktika: Cl\u00ebis","type":"page"}