Excerpt from Paris and none Paris and none. Pyrgo. Shame on you, Melissa! Have you the heart to name that day of woe? The broken heart of Troy sent up that day A groan, which even now is in my ears. I heard it on the mountains, and I wept, Although I knew not what great cause I had. Melissa. I was a child then. But I wonder much What was the wailing that to-day we heard Down by the city gates. These many hours They have been closed, and the plain empty; yet When we passed by this morning, how we saw The battle run like breakers in a bay, Tossing with plumes and lances! Pyrgo. Come away. The pathway will be dark under the trees. Melissa. Pyrgo, is Priam dead, or Agamemnon? Or is it fair Prince Paris? What hath happened? Pyrgo. Hush, lest none hear you, and her eye Look askance on you; she has power to change The bloom upon your cheek, and wither up The udders of our sheep and waste our flocks. Melissa. She has no power to lure her Paris back. Pyrgo. Yet she can charm the almost dead to life. When Meladon was bitten by the viper Two summers past, and all his flesh was cold And pale as mushrooms, she found certain leaves About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works."