 | William Tait, Christian Isobel Johnstone - 1853 - 776 oldal
...Helen, thy beauty is to me Like those Nicéan 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 air, thy classic face, Thy Naiad airs have ЬгоицМ me home To the glory that was Greece, And the... | |
 | John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell - 1854 - 608 oldal
...language, here and there condensed into a majestic roll of words, such as in the three following lines: " Thy naiad airs have brought me home To the glory that was Greece, And the grandeur that was Rome" — a strange union of dreamy with sculpturesque ideas and descriptions, seldom... | |
 | Idler - 1856 - 386 oldal
...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... | |
 | 1857 - 534 oldal
...glory of regallest Rome ; which reminds us very strongly of this stanza in Poe's lines " To Helen" — Thy hyacinth hair, thy classic face, Thy naiad airs...brought me home To the glory that was Greece And the grandeur that was Rome : and again Mr. Massey says in " Craigcrook Castle," page 161, The Pansies,... | |
 | Paul Hamilton Payne - 1857 - 614 oldal
...the beauty of Greece, fJu grand And the glory of regallcst Rome which is not an improvement upon *' On desperate seas long wont to roam. Thy hyacinth...hair, thy classic face, Thy Naiad airs have brought me homei To tke glory that vas Greece, And the grandeur that vas Awnir. ' But aw a qualification to our... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1858 - 332 oldal
...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... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1858 - 388 oldal
...ELEN, thy beauty is to rao Like those Nieeau barks of yove That gently, o'er a perfumed sea, The weary way-worn wanderer bore To hi.s own native shore. On desperate seas long wont to roam, Thy hyaeinth hair, thy elassie faee, Thy Naiad airs have brought me home To the glory that was Greeee,... | |
 | Sarah Helen Whitman - 1860 - 96 oldal
...Helen, thy beauty is to me Like those Nicean barks of yore, That gently, o'er a perfumed sea, The weary, wayworn wanderer bore To his own native shore. On...have brought me home To the glory that was Greece, To the grandeur that was Rome. Lol in yon brilliant window niche, How statue-like I see thee stand,... | |
 | William Makepeace Thackeray - 1909 - 872 oldal
...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...hair, thy classic face. Thy Naiad airs have brought me homo To the glory that was Greece, And the grandeur thst was Rome . . . Among the makers of his own... | |
 | Sarah Helen Whitman - 1860 - 42 oldal
...of yore, That gently, o'er a perfumed sea, The weary, wayworn wanderer bore To bis own native shora. On desperate seas long wont to roam, Thy hyacinth hair, thy classic boa, Thy Naiad airs have brought me home To the glory that was Greece, To the grandeur that was Borne.... | |
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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... 
