Helen of Troy
XXXV.

Andrew Lan

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No more he spake; for certainly he deem'd

That Aphrodite brought her to that place,

And that of her loved archer Helen dream'd,

Of Paris; at that thought the mood of grace

Died in him, and he hated her fair face,

And bound her hard, not slacking for her tears;

Then silently departed for a space,

To seek the ruthless counsel of his peers.

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