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 | Thomas Powell - 1850 - 382 стор.
...exhibit great promise for a boy of thirteen. "TO HELEN. " Helen, thy beauty is to me, Like those Nicean barks of yore, That gently, o'er a perfumed sea, The...Ah ! Psyche, from the regions which Are Holy Land." There is a confused and misty classic reminiscence about these lines which shows the poetical mind... | |
 | Thomas Powell - 1850 - 384 стор.
...previous ; they exhibit great promise for a boy of thirteen. "TO HELEN. " Helen, thy beauty is to me, That gently, o'er a perfumed sea, The weary, way-worn...Ah ! Psyche, from the regions which Are Holy Land." There is a confused and misty classic reminiscence about these lines which shows the poetical mind... | |
 | 1850 - 824 стор.
...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...And the grandeur that was Rome. Lo! in yon brilliant window-niche How statue-like I see tliee stand The agate lamp within thy hand ! — Ah ! Psyche, from... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1853 - 188 стор.
...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 sea, The...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... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe, Nathaniel Parker Willis - 1853 - 556 стор.
...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 sea, The...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... | |
 | Idler - 1856 - 386 стор.
...glory of regalleat Home." But unfortunately for Mr. Massey's originality, Edgar Foe long since said — "On desperate seas long wont to roam, Thy hyacinth...brought me home To the glory that was Greece And the grandeur that was Rome." A. Lyric of Love, at page 98, commences — "The lark that nestles nearest... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe, Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1857 - 560 стор.
...Helen, thy beauty la to me Like those Nlcean barks of yore, That gently, o'er a perfumed sea. The wenry, way-worn wanderer bore To his own native shore. On...that was Greece And the grandeur that was Rome. Lo 1 in yon brUlinnt window-niche How statue-like I see thee stand! The sgute lump within thy hand. Ah!... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1858 - 332 стор.
...Like those Nicean barks of yore That gently, o'er a perfumed sea, The weary way-worn wanderer hore To his own native shore. On desperate seas long wont...brought me home To the glory that was Greece, And the grandeur that was Some. 205 Lo, in yon brilliant window-niche How statue -like I see thee stand, The... | |
 | Sir John Skelton - 1862 - 398 стор.
...in the Digest, like this radiant sonnet by Edgar Poe : Helen, thy beauty is to me Like those Nicean barks of yore, That gently o'er a perfumed sea, The...the grandeur that was Rome. Lo ! in yon brilliant window-niche How statue-like I see thee stand, The afcate-lamp within thy hand ! Ah Psyche, from the... | |
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TO HELEN. Helen, thy beauty is to me Like those Nicean barks of yore, That gently, o'er a perfumed sea, The weary, way-worn wanderer bore To his own native shore. On desperate seas long wont to roam, Thy hyacinth hair, thy classic face, Thy Naiad airs... 
