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Where hast thou been since round the walls of Troy	A
The sons of God fought in that great emprise	B
Why dost thou walk our common earth again	C
Hast thou forgotten that impassioned boy	A
His purple galley and his Tyrian men	C
And treacherous Aphrodite's mocking eyes	B
For surely it was thou who like a star	D
Hung in the silver silence of the night	E
Didst lure the Old World's chivalry and might	E
Into the clamorous crimson waves of war	F
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Or didst thou rule the fire laden moon	G
In amorous Sidon was thy temple built	H
Over the light and laughter of the sea	I
Where behind lattice scarlet wrought and gilt	H
Some brown limbed girl did weave thee tapestry	I
All through the waste and wearied hours of noon	G
Till her wan cheek with flame of passion burned	J
And she rose up the sea washed lips to kiss	K
Of some glad Cyprian sailor safe returned	J
From Calpe and the cliffs of Herakles	K
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No thou art Helen and none other one	L
It was for thee that young Sarpedon died	M
And Memnon's manhood was untimely spent	N
It was for thee gold crested Hector tried	M
With Thetis' child that evil race to run	L
In the last year of thy beleaguerment	M
Ay even now the glory of thy fame	O
Burns in those fields of trampled asphodel	P
Where the high lords whom Ilion knew so well	P
Clash ghostly shields and call upon thy name	O
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Where hast thou been in that enchanted land	M
Whose slumbering vales forlorn Calypso knew	Q
Where never mower rose at break of day	M
But all unswathed the trammelling grasses grew	Q
And the sad shepherd saw the tall corn stand	M
Till summer's red had changed to withered grey	M
Didst thou lie there by some Lethaean stream	R
Deep brooding on thine ancient memory	I
The crash of broken spears the fiery gleam	R
From shivered helm the Grecian battle cry	S
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Nay thou wert hidden in that hollow hill	P
With one who is forgotten utterly	I
That discrowned Queen men call the Erycine	Q
Hidden away that never mightst thou see	I
The face of Her before whose mouldering shrine	Q
To day at Rome the silent nations kneel	P
Who gat from Love no joyous gladdening	T
But only Love's intolerable pain	Q
Only a sword to pierce her heart in twain	Q
Only the bitterness of child bearing	T
	-
The lotus leaves which heal the wounds of Death	U
Lie in thy hand O be thou kind to me	I
While yet I know the summer of my days	K
For hardly can my tremulous lips draw breath	U
To fill the silver trumpet with thy praise	K
So bowed am I before thy mystery	I
So bowed and broken on Love's terrible wheel	P
That I have lost all hope and heart to sing	T
Yet care I not what ruin time may bring	T
If in thy temple thou wilt let me kneel	P
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Alas alas thou wilt not tarry here	V
But like that bird the servant of the sun	Q
Who flies before the north wind and the night	M
So wilt thou fly our evil land and drear	V
Back to the tower of thine old delight	M
And the red lips of young Euphorion	Q
Nor shall I ever see thy face again	Q
But in this poisonous garden close must stay	M
Crowning my brows with the thorn crown of pain	Q
Till all my loveless life shall pass away	M
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O Helen Helen Helen yet a while	P
Yet for a little while O tarry here	V
Till the dawn cometh and the shadows flee	I
For in the gladsome sunlight of thy smile	P
Of heaven or hell I have no thought or fear	V
Seeing I know no other god but thee	I
No other god save him before whose feet	M
In nets of gold the tired planets move	W
The incarnate spirit of spiritual love	X
Who in thy body holds his joyous seat	M
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Thou wert not born as common women are	V
But girt with silver splendour of the foam	Y
Didst from the depths of sapphire seas arise	K
And at thy coming some immortal star	V
Bearded with flame blazed in the Eastern skies	K
And waked the shepherds on thine island home	Y
Thou shalt not die no asps of Egypt creep	Z
Close at thy heels to taint the delicate air	V
No sullen blooming poppies stain thy hair	V
Those scarlet heralds of eternal sleep	Z
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Lily of love pure and inviolate	M
Tower of ivory red rose of fire	V
Thou hast come down our darkness to illume	Y
For we close caught in the wide nets of Fate	M
Wearied with waiting for the World's Desire	V
Aimlessly wandered in the House of gloom	Y
Aimlessly sought some slumberous anodyne	Q
For wasted lives for lingering wretchedness	K
Till we beheld thy re arisen shrine	Q
And the white glory of thy loveliness	K

Oscar Wilde

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