Helen of Troy
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Andrew Lan

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Then Helen rose, and all her body fair

She bath'd in the spring water, pure and cold,

And with her hand bound up her shining hair

And clothed her in the raiment that of old

Athene wrought with marvels manifold,

A bridal gift from an immortal hand,

And all the front was clasp'd with clasps of gold,

And for the girdle was a golden band.

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