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...TO HELEN. Helen, thy beauty is to me Like those Nicean barks of yore, That gently, o'er a perfum'd sea, The weary wayworn wanderer bore To his own native...classic face, Thy Naiad airs have brought me home To the beauty of fair Greece, And the grandeur of old Rome. Lo ! in that little window-niche How statue-like...

...will compare with the best things in the Greek Anthology. Helen, thy beauty is to me Like those Niecan barks of yore, That gently, o'er a perfumed sea, The weary, way-worn wanderer bore Tu hi» own native shore. On desperate seas long wont to roam, Thy hyacinth hair, thy classic lace,...

...TO HELEN. Helen, thy beauty is to me Like those Niccan barks of yore, That gently, o'er a perfum'd sea, The weary wayworn wanderer bore To his own native...desperate seas long wont to roam, Thy hyacinth hair, tliy classic face, Thy Naiad airs have brought me homo To the beauty of fair Greece, And the grandeur...

...quotation about the ;lory of Greece and grandeur of Rome. It logins : — Helen, thy beauty is to me Like those Nicean barks of yore. That gently o'er a perfumed...weary, wayworn wanderer bore To his own native shore. What is the reference here ? So far as I am aware, no commentator — Poe or another — has supplied...

...simplicity will compare with the best things in the Greek Anthology. Helen, thy beauty ¡я to me Like those Nicean barks of yore, That gently, o'er a perfumed sea, The weary, way-worn wanderer bore To hi» own native shore. On desperate веаэ long wont to roam, Thy hyacinth hair, thy classic face,...

...that is beautiful, is a verse from a little poem which is a gem of the most polished loveliness. " On desperate seas long wont to roam, Thy hyacinth hair, thy classic face, Thy naiad airs hare brought me home, To the glory that was Greece, And the grandeur that was Rome." Can anything more...

...poets ever attain. There is a smack of ambrosia about it. -y TO HE1EN. Helen, thy beamy is to me . Like those Nicean barks of yore, That gently, o'er a perfumed...the grandeur that was Rome. Lo ! in yon brilliant window-niche How statue-like I see thee stand ! The agate lamp within thy hand, Ah! Psyche, from the...

...thrills to think His spirit is communing with an angel's. TO HELEN. HELEN, thy beauty is to me Like those Nicean barks of yore That gently, o'er a perfumed...the grandeur that was Rome. Lo ! in yon brilliant window-niche How statue-like I see thee stand, The agate lamp within thy hand ! Ah, Psyche, from the...

...unqualified praise which his biographer awards it. TO HELEN. Helen, thy beauty is to me Like those Nicéan barks of yore, That gently o'er a perfumed sea, The...On desperate seas long wont to roam, Thy hyacinth air, thy classic face, Thy Naiad airs have ЬгоицМ me home To the glory that was Greece, And the...