{"collection":"Classics","html_url":"https://unchartedknowledge.5gfusion.net/browse/cla/saph/sap/sap10.htm","path":"cla/saph/sap/sap10.htm","source_url":"https://sacred-texts.com/cla/saph/sap/sap10.htm","text":"Sappho and Phaon, by Mary Robinson, [1796]\nCome, Reason, come! each nerve rebellious bind,\n Lull the fierce tempest of my fev\u2019rish soul;\n Come, with the magic of thy meek controul,\n And check the wayward wand\u2019rings of my mind:\n Estrang\u2019d from thee, no solace can I find,\n O\u2019er my rapt brain, where pensive visions stole,\n Now passion reigns and stormy tumults roll\u2014\n So the smooth Sea obeys the furious wind!\n In vain Philosophy unfolds his store,\n O\u2019erwhelm\u2019d is ev\u2019ry source of pure delight;\n Dim is the golden page of wisdom\u2019s lore;\n All nature fades before my sick\u2019ning sight:\n For what bright scene can fancy\u2019s eye explore,\n \u2019Midst dreary labyrinths of mental night?","title":"Sappho and Phaon: VII. Invokes Reason.","type":"page"}