Helen, in her Heart, to Menelaus

Now that you've won what you set out to do,
Has all this tumult brought me nearer you?
Can time restore the faith that's once untrue?

You'll have my face forever in your sight,
Watching it hungrily for your delight—
Your zeal will be my warder day and night.

I'll be imprisoned in your eagerness,
But you would kill me did you once but guess
The loathing I return for your caress.…

And now the world shall read the riddle plain,
What madness men will gravely entertain,
What crimes commit, an empty shell to gain!
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