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THE ELOPEMENT OF HELEN.
O'er her flight her nation's seer
Wailed in strains of woe and fear.
Woe to the house!—yea, double woe
On those who were its heads is poured!
Woe for the dishonour'd bed!
Woe for the track of her who fled,
But once had loved her lord!
Wailed in strains of woe and fear.
Woe to the house!—yea, double woe
On those who were its heads is poured!
Woe for the dishonour'd bed!
Woe for the track of her who fled,
But once had loved her lord!
[1]Lo! he is here, silent and still;
He knows the tale of shame and ill;
But no curse or raging word
From his pallid lips is heard.
All his bosom-hopes have died;—
Never may he see again
Her, the fair but faithless bride.
His heart is with her o'er the main;
And in unreposing grief
He wanders round his desolate halls,
Looking like a phantom-chief
Ruling in the royal walls.
He knows the tale of shame and ill;
But no curse or raging word
From his pallid lips is heard.
All his bosom-hopes have died;—
Never may he see again
Her, the fair but faithless bride.
His heart is with her o'er the main;
And in unreposing grief
He wanders round his desolate halls,
Looking like a phantom-chief
Ruling in the royal walls.
- ↑ The following reading has been adopted:Πάρεστι σῖγ', ἄτιμος,
Ἀλοίδορος,
Ἄπιστος ἀφεμέναν ἰδεῖν. κ.τ.λ.