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Helen's the wild shriek is, to guess thereat.

O power of Zeus, of Zeus—Eternal power,

Come, aid my friends in this supremest hour!

''Husband, I die! So near, yet help'st thou not!''

Stab ye her—slay her—destroy!

Let them leap, the double-edged falchions twain,

From your grasp with a furious joy

Upon her who left husband and sire, who hath slain

Beside that river of Troy

Many a Greek by the spear who died,

When the tears fell fast for the iron rain

That flashed Skamander's eddies beside!

Hush ye, O hush: I hear a footfall pass

But now into the path that skirts the house.

Belovèd dames, into the jaws of death

Hermionê cometh! Let our outcry cease:

For into the net's meshes, lo, she falls.

Fair quarry this shall be, so she be trapped.

Back to your stations step with quiet look,