Book: Sappho and Phaon

• Sonnet I: Favour'd by Heav'n

  Favour'd by Heav'n are those, ordain'd to taste
  The bliss supreme that kindles fancy's fire;

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• Sonnet II: High on a Rock

  High on a rock, coaeval with the skies,
  A Temple stands, rear'd by immortal pow'rs

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• Sonnet III: Turn to Yon Vale Beneath

  Turn to yon vale beneath, whose tangled shade
  Excludes the blazing torch of noon-day light,

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• Sonnet XXXV: What Means the Mist

  What means the mist opaque that veils these eyes;
  Why does yon threat'ning tempest shroud the day?

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• Sonnet IV: Why, When I Gaze

  Why, when I gaze on Phaon's beauteous eyes,
  Why does each thought in wild disorder stray?

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• Sonnet XXVII: Oh! Ye Bright Stars

  Oh! ye bright Stars! that on the Ebon fields
  Of Heav'n's empire, trembling seems to stand;

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• Sonnet V: O! How Can Love

  O! How can LOVE exulting Reason queil!
  How fades each nobler passion from his gaze!

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• Sonnet XLIII: While From the Dizzy Precipice

  While from the dizzy precipice I gaze,
  The world receding from my pensive eyes,

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• Sonnet VI: Is It to Love

  Is it to love, to fix the tender gaze,
  To hide the timid blush, and steal away;

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• Sonnet XXXI: Far O'er the Waves

  Far o'er the waves my lofty Bark shall glide,
  Love's frequent sighs the flutt'ring sails shall swell,

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• Sonnet VII: Come, Reason

  Come, Reason, come! each nerve rebellious bind,
  Lull the fierce tempest of my fev'rish soul;

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• Sonnet XXXIX: Prepare Your Wreaths

  Prepare your wreaths, Aonian maids divine,
  To strew the tranquil bed where I shall sleep;

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• Sonnet VIII: Why, Through Each Aching Vein

  Why, through each aching vein, with lazy pace
  Thus steals the languid fountain of my heart,

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• Sonnet XXV: Can'st Thou Forget

  Can'st thou forget, O! Idol of my Soul!
  Thy Sappho's voice, her form, her dulcet Lyre!

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• Sonnet IX: Ye, Who in Alleys Green

  Ye, who in alleys green and leafy bow'rs,
  Sport, the rude children of fantastic birth;

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• Sonnet XXIX: Farewell, Ye Tow'ring Cedars

  Farewell, ye tow'ring Cedars, in whose shade,
  Lull'd by the Nightingale, I sunk to rest,

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• Sonnet X: Dang'rous to Hear

  Dang'rous to hear, is that melodious tongue,
  And fatal to the sense those murd'rous eyes,

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• Sonnet XXXIII: I Wake

  I wake! delusive phantoms hence, away!
  Tempt not the weakness of a lover's breast;

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• Sonnet XI: O! Reason!

  O! Reason! vaunted Sovreign of the mind!
  Thou pompous vision with a sounding name!

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• Sonnet XXXVII: When, in the Gloomy Mansion

  When, in the gloomy mansion of the dead,
  This with'ring heart, this faded form shall sleep;

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• Sonnet XII: Now, O'er the Tesselated Pavement

  Now, o'er the tessellated pavement strew
  Fresh saffron, steep'd in essence of the rose,

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• Sonnet XLI: Yes, I Will Go

  Yes, I will go, where circling whirlwinds rise,
  Where threat'ning clouds in sable grandeur lour;

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• Sonnet XIII: Bring, Brick to Deck My Brow

  Bring, bring to deck my brow, ye Sylvan girls,
  A roseate wreath; nor for my waving hair

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• Sonnet XXIV: O Thou! Meek Orb

  O thou! meek Orb! that stealing o'er the dale
  Cheer'st with thy modest beams the noon of night!

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• Sonnet XIV: Come, Soft Aeolian Harp

  Come, soft Aeolian harp, while zephyr plays
  Along the meek vibration of thy strings,

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• Sonnet XXVI: Where Antique Woods

  Where antique woods o'er-hang the mountains's crest,
  And mid-day glooms in solemn silence lour;

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• Sonnet XV: Now, Round My Favour'd Grot

  Now, round my favor'd grot let roses rise,
  To strew the bank where Phaon wakes from rest;

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• Sonnet XXVIII: Weak Is the Sophistry

  Weak is the sophistry, and vain the art
  That whispers patience to the mind's despair!

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• Sonnet XVI: Delusive Hope

  Delusive Hope! more transient than the ray
  That leads pale twilight to her dusky bed,

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• Sonnet XXX: O'er the Tall Cliff

  O'er the tall cliff that bounds the billowy main
  Shad'wing the surge that sweeps the lonely strand,

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• Sonnet XVII: Love Steals Unheeded

  Love steals unheeded o'er the tranquil mind,
  As Summer breezes fan the sleeping main,

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• Sonnet XXXII: Blest As the Gods

  Blest as the Gods! Sicilian Maid is he,
  The youth whose soul thy yielding graces charm;

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• Sonnet XVIII: Why Art Thou Chang'd?

  Why art thou chang'd? O Phaon! tell me why?
  Love flies reproach, when passion feels decay;

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• Sonnet XXXIV: Venus! To Thee

  Venus! to thee, the Lesbian Muse shall sing,
  The song, which Myttellenian youths admir'd,

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• Sonnet XIX: Farewell, Ye Coral Caves

  Farewell, ye coral caves, ye pearly sands,
  Ye waving woods that crown yon lofty steep;

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• Sonnet XXXVI: Lead Me, Sicilian Maids

  Lead me, Sicilian Maids, to haunted bow'rs,
  While yon pale moon displays her faintest beams

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• Sonnet XX: Oh! I Could Toil For Thee

  Oh! I could toil for thee o'er burning plains;
  Could smile at poverty's disastrous blow;

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• Sonnet XXXVIII: Oh Sigh

  Oh Sigh! thou steal'st, the herald of the breast,
  The lover's fears, the lover's pangs to tell;

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• Sonnet XXI: Why Do I Live

  Why do I live to loath the cheerful day,
  To shun the smiles of Fame, and mark the hours

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• Sonnet XL: On the Low Margin

  On the low margin of a murm'ring stream,
  As rapt in meditation's arms I lay;

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• Sonnet XXII: Wild Is the Foaming Sea

  Wild is the foaming Sea! The surges roar!
  And nimbly dart the livid lightnings round!

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• Sonnet XLII: Oh! Canst Thou Bear

  Oh! can'st thou bear to see this faded frame,
  Deform'd and mangled by the rocky deep?

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• Sonnet XXIII: To Aetna's Scorching Sands

  To AEtna's scorching sands my Phaon flies!
  False Youth! can other charms attractive prove?

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• Sonnet XLIV: Here Droops the Muse

  Here droops the muse! while from her glowing mind,
  Celestial Sympathy, with humid eye,

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