Helen Redeemed and Other Poems
Fixt on her fingers playing on the wall

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Her eyes were. But the King said: "Tell me all.

Thou wert beguiled: by his desire beguiled,

Or by thine own?" She shook her head and smiled

Most sadly, pitying herself. "Who knoweth

The ways of Love, whence cometh, whither goeth

The heart's low whimper? This I know, he loved

Me then, and pleasured only where I moved

About the house. And I had pleasure too

To know of me he had it. Then we knew

The day at hand when he must take the road

And leave me; and its eve we close abode

Within the house, and spake not. But I wept."

She stayed, and whispering down her next word crept:

"I was beguiled, beguiled." And then her lip

She bit, and rueful showed her partnership

In sinful dealing.

But he, in his esteem

Bleeding and raw, urged on. "To Kranai's deme


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