HELLEN was once as fair,
Erminine! as you are,
And was as fickle too
Almost, or quite, as you.
When you’ve turn’d o’er the page
Of Greece’s poet-sage,
You’ll place upon one palm
Your head, its thoughts to calm,
And dwell upon the best
Arising o’er the rest,
“Who would not rather he
Hector’s Andromache?”