Looking at you,
one man might say
Is like seeing Homer
within the light of day
For yours was the face
that launched a thousand ships
Your Honor would lead their way
By your heart they would all be judged
Your likeness shown in the evening light
Love of you beckoned them come what may
They followed your stars and never lost sight
Men laid down their arms to worship the night
Then shunned the light of day

Tate

Original with music and pictures
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