{"collection":"Classics","html_url":"https://unchartedknowledge.5gfusion.net/browse/cla/saph/sap/sap36.htm","path":"cla/saph/sap/sap36.htm","source_url":"https://sacred-texts.com/cla/saph/sap/sap36.htm","text":"Sappho and Phaon, by Mary Robinson, [1796]\nI Wake! delusive phantoms hence, away!\n Tempt not the weakness of a lover\u2019s breast;\n The softest breeze can shake the halcyon\u2019s nest,\n And lightest clouds o\u2019ercast the dawning ray!\n \u2019Twas but a vision! Now, the star of day\n Peers, like a gem on Aetna\u2019s burning crest!\n Wellcome, ye Hills, with golden vintage drest;\n Sicilian forests brown, and vallies gay!\n A mournful stranger, from the Lesbian Isle,\n Not strange, in loftiest eulogy of Song!\n She, who could teach the Stoic\u2019s cheek to smile,\n Thaw the cold heart, and chain the wond\u2019ring throng,\n Can find no balm, love\u2019s arrows to beguile;\n Ah! Sorrows known too soon! and felt too long!","title":"Sappho and Phaon: XXXIII. Reaches Sicily.","type":"page"}