... For kisses which her dimples were, In cheeks graved hollow now by care Vanish, and sharply thrusts her chin, And sharp her bones of arm and shin. Reproach she looks, about, above, Denied her light, denied her love, Denied for what she sacrificed, Doomed to be fruitless agonist. (O God, and I must see her fade, Must see and anguish—in my shade!) Nor help nor comfort gat she now From her whose need called forth her vow; For close in arms Queen Kore dwelt In that great tower Aidoneus built To cherish her; deep in his bed, Loved as the Gods love whom they wed; ... — Helen Redeemed and Other Poems • Maurice Hewlett
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