{"collection":"Classics","html_url":"https://unchartedknowledge.5gfusion.net/browse/cla/pos/pos57.htm","path":"cla/pos/pos57.htm","source_url":"https://sacred-texts.com/cla/pos/pos57.htm","text":"The Poems of Sappho, by John Myers O'Hara, [1910]\nGorgo, I am weary\n Of thy love's insistence,\n Thou to me appearest\n An ill-favored child.\nThough I am than Gello\n Fonder still of virgins,\n Toward thee I have never\n Felt the least desire.\nYesternight I knew not\n What to do, for pity\n Moved my bosom deeply,\n Seeing thee implore.\nHarassed by alternate\n Yielding and refusal,\n I was half persuaded\n Then to grant thy prayer.\nAt my door thy presence\n Lingers like a shadow;\n Vain wouldst thou reproach me\n With appealing eyes.\nDost thou think by constant\n Proofs of lasting passion,\n Slowly my obdurate\n Will to wear away?\nGorgo, I am weary\n Of thy love's insistence,\n And my strength exhausted\n Grants thy wish at last.","title":"The Poems of Sappho: Girl Friends: Gorgo","type":"page"}