Helen of Troy
XLVII.

Andrew Lan

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Then Aphrodite vanish'd as the day

Passes, and leaves the darkling earth behind;

And overhead the April sky was grey,

But Helen's arms about her lord were twined,

And his round her as clingingly and kind,

As when sweet vines and ivy in the spring

Join their glad leaves, nor tempests may unbind

The woven boughs, so lovingly they cling.

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