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Poems of Progress
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On the Isle of Cranae
The world an abject vassal to her charms,
And kings competing for a single smile,
Yet love she knew not, till upon this isle
She gave surrender to abducting arms.
Not Theseus, who plucked her lips’ first kiss,
Not Menelaus, lawful mate and spouse,
Such answering passion in her heart could rouse,
Or wake such tumult in her soul as this.
Let come what will, let Greece and Asia meet,
Let heroes die and kingdoms run with gore;
Let devastation spread from shore to shore -
Resplendent Helen finds her bondage sweet.
The whole world fights her battles, while she lies
Sunned in the fervour of young Paris’ eyes.
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Chicago:
Ella Wheeler Wilcox, "On the Isle of Cranae," Poems of Progress, ed. Keil, Heinrich, 1822-1894 and trans. Seaton, R. C. in Poems of Progress (New York: George E. Wood, ""Death-bed"" edition, 1892), Original Sources, accessed July 5, 2025, http://www.originalsources.com/Document.aspx?DocID=54FA739A9AY52SD.
MLA:
Wilcox, Ella Wheeler. "On the Isle of Cranae." Poems of Progress, edited by Keil, Heinrich, 1822-1894, and translated by Seaton, R. C., in Poems of Progress, New York, George E. Wood, ""Death-bed"" edition, 1892, Original Sources. 5 Jul. 2025. http://www.originalsources.com/Document.aspx?DocID=54FA739A9AY52SD.
Harvard:
Wilcox, EW, 'On the Isle of Cranae' in Poems of Progress, ed. and trans. . cited in ""Death-bed"" edition, 1892, Poems of Progress, George E. Wood, New York. Original Sources, retrieved 5 July 2025, from http://www.originalsources.com/Document.aspx?DocID=54FA739A9AY52SD.
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