Helen of Troy
XXIII.

Andrew Lan

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So close no man might tell she was not dead!

And then the Goddess took her zone,--where lies

All her enchantment, love and lustihead,

And the glad converse that beguiles the wise,

And grace the very Gods may not despise,

And sweet Desire that doth the whole world move, -

And therewith touch'd she Helen's sleeping eyes

And made her lovely as the Queen of Love.

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