{"collection":"Classics","html_url":"https://unchartedknowledge.5gfusion.net/browse/cla/pos/pos40.htm","path":"cla/pos/pos40.htm","source_url":"https://sacred-texts.com/cla/pos/pos40.htm","text":"The Poems of Sappho, by John Myers O'Hara, [1910]\nNow Love shakes my soul, a mighty\n \u00a0\u00a0Wind from the high mountain falling\n \u00a0\u00a0Full on the oaks of the forest;\nNow, limb-relaxing, it masters\n \u00a0\u00a0My life and implacable thrills me,\n \u00a0\u00a0Rending with anguish and rapture.\nNow my heart, paining my bosom,\n \u00a0\u00a0Pants with desire as a m\u00e6nad\n \u00a0\u00a0Mad for the orgiac revel.\nNow under my skin run subtle\n \u00a0\u00a0Arrows of flame, and my body\n \u00a0\u00a0Quivers with surge of emotion.\nNow long importunate yearnings\n \u00a0\u00a0Vanquish with surfeit my reason;\n \u00a0\u00a0Fainting my senses forsake me.","title":"The Poems of Sappho: Erotika: Dithyrambs: Passion","type":"page"}