Helen of Troy
XX.

Andrew Lan

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He trod that ancient path his sire had trod,

Far, far below he saw the sea, the town;

He moved as light as an immortal god,

For mansions in Olympus gliding down.

He left the shadow of the forest brown,

And through the shallow waters did he cross,

And stood, ere twilight fell, within the crown

Of towers, the sacred keep of Ilios.

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