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Louder swell the notes 



Gushing from their throats, 



Murmuring, thrilling through the grove : 



?ongs of rage as well as love, 



Love and rage and rivalry. 



Chased must the hated rival he 



O'er hill and dale, far from the trysting tree. 



What can assuage 



Their jealous rage 1 



War, and warlike songs. 



The prize, the struggle, is the same 



As before Troy, whose deeds of fame 



In many a battle-song a7 - e shown : 



To the forest strife belongs 



Rightly an Iliad of its own. 



The squadrons stand aside, 



While Paris forth is gone 



With Menelans to contend alone, 



And battle for the beauteous bride. 



There Helen sits, not upon Ilion's wall. 



But on a pine-tree tall ; 



Thence she beholds the strife, 



I 'fstined to l>e the conqueror's wife. 



With fierce delight 



The Greek and Trojan fight ; 



They clap their wings, 



With eager springs 



ISreast against breast they rise ; 



And the red ring swells round their fiery eyes. 



< 'law and crooked beak 



Their hate and rage bespeak. 



Feathers fly ; the life blood drops, 



Spattering the green grass tups ; 



Till, weary of the fight, 



Paris turns to flight. 



But ah ' a Pandarus is there, 



Already plans his treacherous snare, 



His ho\v already on the Spartan bends, 



While he struts proudly through his Grecian friends. 



