V.
Besides King Diocles there sat a man
Of all men mortal sure the fairest far,
For o’er his purple robe Sidonian
His yellow hair shone brighter than the star
Of the long golden locks that bodeth war;
His face was like the sunshine, and his blue
Glad eyes no sorrow had the spell to mar
Were clear as skies the storm hath thunder’d through.
VI.
Then Menelaus spake unto his folk,
And eager at his word they ran amain,
And loosed the sweating horses from the yoke,
And cast before them spelt, and barley grain.
And lean’d the polish’d car, with golden rein,
Against the shining spaces of the wall;
And called the sea-rovers who follow’d fain
Within the pillar’d fore-courts of the hall.
VII.
The stranger-prince was follow’d by a band
Of men, all clad like rovers of the sea,
And brown’d were they as is the desert sand,
Loud in their mirth, and of their bearing free;
And gifts they bore, from the deep treasury
And forests of some far-off Eastern lord,
Vases of gold, and bronze, and ivory,
That might the Pythian fane have over-stored.
VIII.
Now when the King had greeted Diocles
And him that seem’d his guest, the twain were led
To the dim polish’d baths, where, for their ease,
Cool water o’er their lustrous limbs was shed;
With oil anointed was each goodly head
By Asteris and Phylo fair of face;
Next, like two gods for loveliness, they sped
To Menelaus in the banquet-place.
IX.
There were they seated at the King’s right hand,
And maidens bare them bread, and meat, and wine,
Within that fair hall of the Argive land
Whose doors and roof with gold and silver shine
As doth the dwelling-place of Zeus divine.
And Helen came from forth her fragrant bower
The fairest lady of immortal line,
Like morning, when the rosy dawn doth flower.