The Iliad by Homer

With divine-ease,
Aphrodite
then snatching up Paris
and shrouding him in a
thick mist
placing him inside his
sweet-smelling chamber
room.

Then, seeking out Helen
finding her atop the wall’s
towering heights
in the midst of the
Trojan women crowds.

Plucking at her dress,
shaking her fragrant robe
speaking to her in the
soothing elderly maternal
voice of the old
wool-dresser
from Lacedaemon.

In this likeness,
shining with brilliance,
she did then speak
“Come with me
come quickly
prince Paris awaits your
return lying
gailently in his bedroom
dressed in robes
most fine
smelling of the sweetest
fragrance
not like a man in the
throes of battle
but one prepared
for the gentlest dance.

And so, Helen’s heart
beat passionately
not with love
but angry
for she saw the goddess’s
beauty
her neck outstretched
and ravishing breasts
her divine but deceitful
eyes.

She knew this was not
the old woman and
so replied
“Daimonie!
Strange goddess
why do you tempt me
why do you seek
to deceive
would you not lead
me further to the cities
of Phyrgia or Maeon
if there too lay a man
you called your own?
For Menalaus has defeated
prince Paris
and so I must go
to my true home
once and for all.

Is this not the reason
for your treacherous ways?
No I will not go,
I will stay but you may
accompany him
and be his slave.
I will not disgrace
myself again in front
of the horde of Trojan women
i cannot bear to do such
a think my heart
already aching
and stinged.

“You Fool, don’t provoke Me!
cried Aphrodite
or I will bring wrath
upon you such as the
world has never
seen
enmity between Greeks
and Trojans
you will
fall at my feet
writhing in pain.

With these words,
Helen was gripped with fear
she wrapped herself
in silence
stealing away
following the Goddess
awaiting what may
come next.