{"collection":"Classics","html_url":"https://unchartedknowledge.5gfusion.net/browse/cla/saph/sap/sap06.htm","path":"cla/saph/sap/sap06.htm","source_url":"https://sacred-texts.com/cla/saph/sap/sap06.htm","text":"Sappho and Phaon, by Mary Robinson, [1796]\nTurn to yon vale beneath, whose tangled shade\n Excludes the blazing torch of noon-day light,\n Where sportive Fawns, and dimpled Loves invite,\n The bow\u2019r of Pleasure opens to the glade:\n Lull\u2019d by soft flutes, on leaves of violets laid,\n There witching beauty greets the ravish\u2019d sight,\n More gentle than the arbitress of night\n In all her silv\u2019ry panoply array\u2019d!\n The birds breathe bliss! light zephyrs kiss the ground,\n Stealing the hyacinth\u2019s divine perfume;\n While from the pellucid fountains glitt\u2019ring round,\n Small tinkling rills bid rival flow\u2019rets bloom!\n Here, laughing Cupids bathe the bosom\u2019s wound;\n There, tyrant passion finds a glorious tomb!","title":"Sappho and Phaon: III. The Bower of Pleasure.","type":"page"}