{"collection":"Classics","html_url":"https://unchartedknowledge.5gfusion.net/browse/cla/saph/sap/sap43.htm","path":"cla/saph/sap/sap43.htm","source_url":"https://sacred-texts.com/cla/saph/sap/sap43.htm","text":"Sappho and Phaon, by Mary Robinson, [1796]\nOn the low margin of a murm\u2019ring stream,\n As rapt in meditation\u2019s arms I lay;\n Each aching sense in slumbers stole away,\n While potent fancy form\u2019d a soothing dream;\n O\u2019er the Leucadian deep, a dazzling beam\n Shed the bland light of empyrean day!\n But soon transparent shadows veil\u2019d each ray,\n While mystic visions sprang athwart the gleam!\n Now to the heaving gulf they seem\u2019d to bend,\n And now across the sphery regions glide;\n Now in mid-air, their dulcet voices blend,\n \"Awake! awake!\" the restless phalanx cried,\n \"See ocean yawns the lover\u2019s woes to end,\n \"Plunge the green wave, and bid thy griefs subside.\"","title":"Sappho and Phaon: XL. Visions appear to her in a dream.","type":"page"}