Silverly shod on feet that outstripped the Hours!
Over by Sparta bays a horn!
Ohé, Helena!
Over by Sparta bays a horn!
And the black hound grins to his milk-teeth torn;
And the tall stag wishes he’d never been born!
Helena hunts on the hills!
Past the Eurotas the chase sweeps hot!
Ohé, Helena!
Past the Eurotas the chase sweeps hot!