Was this the face that launched a thousand ships,
And burnt the topless towers of Ilium?
Sweet Helen, make me immortal with a kiss.—
Her lips suck forth my soul; see where it flies...

Autor: Christopher Marlowe

Was this the face that launched a thousand ships, <br />And burnt the topless towers of Ilium? <br />Sweet Helen, make me immortal with a kiss.— <br />Her lips suck forth my soul; see where it flies... - Christopher Marlowe



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