My lord? she asks. He speaks: I cherish you,
Dear queen. No other man has ever known-
a wife so noble, so steadfast, brave, and true!
And yet, I played a part, was not alone,
but strove an equal there with Gods and men,
in actions bards will sing through all the years!
I need to share such special hours again.
The great queen speaks, her cheeks are wet with tears.
And what of me? I prayed that ZEUS might spare.
Your life, might save our island kingdom too.
And so he has. Would you once more then dare-
to test his patience? Is not rest your due?
My love, he says, ’tis ZEUS who bids me go,
to sail into the sunrise, past those straits-
that guard our little island sea, and know-
I have no choice, we answer to our fates.
But Gods deal fairly when they don’t destroy!
Who knows? Out there may be another TROY!! …