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That keep men thus so obsessed,
For centuries celebrated by scores
Of sculptors, painters, writers, poets,
Composers and simple troubadours,
Are we really to believe Faustus, when he says that what launched a thousand ships, was merely Helen's gorgeous, seductive face?
How thoroughly thoughtful of nature to bestow upon women such an exquisite glamour and grace,
The source of such overwhelming inspiration,
They nurture both child and man, granting satiation,
To both adolescent and more mature hunger,
That from aroused desire are doth duly born,
Perfect in their curved line and full fine form.
They play no less than a major and defining part
In transforming a woman into a wonderful work of art.