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No Second Troy
| Why should I blame her that she filled my days | | With misery, or that she would of late | | Have taught to
ignorant men most violent ways, | | Or hurled the little streets upon the great, | | Had they but courage equal
to desire? | | What could have made her peaceful with a mind | | That nobleness made simple as a fire, | | With
beauty like a tightened bow, a kind | | That is not natural in an age like this, | | Being high and solitary and
most stern? | | Why, what could she have done, being what she is? | | Was there another Troy for her to
burn? |
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By PanEris
using Melati.
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