Helen of Troy
XXVIII.

Andrew Lan

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Man's lust won what a God's love might not win,

And heroes trembled, and the temple floor

Shook, when one cry went up into the din,

And shamed the night to silence; then the roar

Of war and fire wax'd great as heretofore,

Till each roof fell, and every palace gate

Was shatter'd, and the King's blood shed; nor more

Remain'd to do, for Troy was desolate.

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