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The face that launch'd a thousand ships
Saturday, August 27, 2005

Was this the face that launch'd a thousand ships,
And burnt the topless towers of Ilium?
Sweet Helen, make me immortal with a kiss.
Her lips suck forth my soul: see where it flies!
Come, Helen, come, give me my soul again.
Here will I dwell, for heaven is in these lips,
And all is dross that is not Helena.
I will be Paris, and for love of thee,
Instead of Troy, shall Wittenberg be sack'd;
And I will combat with weak Menelaus,
And wear thy colours on my plumed crest;
Yea, I will wound Achilles in the heel,
And then return to Helen for a kiss.
O, thou art fairer than the evening air
Clad in the beauty of a thousand stars;
Brighter art thou than flaming Jupiter
When he appear'd to hapless Semele;
More lovely than the monarch of the sky
In wanton Arethusa's azur'd arms;
And none but thou shalt be my paramour!

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note: this photo was taken at June 22 this year rising above Cape Sounion, Greece. The twenty-four hundred year old Temple of Poseidon lies in the foreground. That powerful visual effect is known as the Moon Illusion.

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atomicvelvetsigh drank tea with Pandora @ 8:20 AM

1 Comments:

atomicvelvetsigh said...: *.* Make me immortal with your Moogie kisss...; 8/27/05, 9:34 AM

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