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Helen of Troy and Other Poems

Helen of Troy and Other Poems
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  • Sales Rank:7,461,342
  • Languages:English (Unknown), English (Original Language), English (Published)
  • Media:Paperback
  • Number Of Items:1
  • Pages:58
  • Shipping Weight (lbs):0.2
  • Dimensions (in):6 x 0.1 x 9
  • Publication Date:October 30, 2009
  • ISBN:1449572766
  • EAN:9781449572761
  • ASIN:1449572766
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Synopsis
Reprint of American poet Sara Teasdale's collection of poetry. Wild flight on flight against the fading dawn The flames' red wings soar upward duskily. This is the funeral pyre and Troy is dead That sparkled so the day I saw it first, And darkened slowly after. I am she Who loves all beauty--yet I wither it. Why have the high gods made me wreak their wrath-- Forever since my maidenhood to sow Sorrow and blood about me? Lo, they keep Their bitter care above me even now. It was the gods who led me to this lair, That tho' the burning winds should make me weak, They should not snatch the life from out my lips.

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