Helen of Troy
XXXVI.

Andrew Lan

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Then Paris on his face fell grovelling,

And the night gather'd, and the silence grew

Within the darkened chamber of the king.

But Helen rose, and a sad breath she drew,

And her new woes came back to her anew:

Ah, where is he but knows the bitter pain

To wake from dreams, and find his sorrow true,

And his ill life returned to him again!

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