[Artfully adorned Aphrodite] (audio only)
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Some say thronging cavalry, some say foot soldiers, others call a fleet the most beautiful of sights the dark earth offers, but I say it's what- ever you love best. And it's easy to make this understood by everyone, for she who surpassed all human kind in beauty, Helen, abandoning her husband—that best of men—went sailing off to the shores of Troy and never spent a thought on her child or loving parents: when the goddess seduced her wits and left her to wander, she forgot them all, she could not remember anything but longing, and lightly stra
O but my delicate lover,
Is she not fair as the moonlight?
Is she not supple and strong
For hurried passion?
translated by Dante Gabriel Rossetti
I.
Like the sweet apple which reddens upon the topmost bough,