| Sarah Helen Whitman - 1860 - 42 oldal
...editions of his poems we give them here. " 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 bis own native shora. On desperate seas long wont to roam, Thy hyacinth hair, thy classic boa, Thy... | |
| Sir John Skelton - 1862 - 398 oldal
...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 weary, way-worn...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... | |
| 1863 - 660 oldal
...allusion in these lines of EA Foe ? — " Helen, thy beauty is to me, Like those fiicean barks of yore, That gently o'er a perfumed sea, The weary, way-worn wanderer bore To his own native shore." A GALWEOIAN. ORDER OF ST. JOHN OF JBBUSALBM — Can any of your correspondents kindly inform me where... | |
| Edgar Allan Poe - 1865 - 568 oldal
...a smack of ambrosia about it. 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...wont to roam. Thy hyacinth hair, thy classic face, e Thy Naiad airs have brought me home To the glory that was Greece And the grandeur that was Rome.... | |
| Edgar Allan Poe - 1865 - 238 oldal
..." — writes about a girl: — 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...wont to roam, Thy hyacinth hair, thy classic face, The Naiad airs have brought me home To the glory that was Greece, And the grandeur that was Rome. Lo,... | |
| James Hogg, Florence Marryat - 1865 - 696 oldal
...transcribe, and to him dedicate my verses. ' Helen ! thy beauty is to me Like those Niccau barks of yore, That gently o'er a perfumed sea The weary wayworn wanderer bore To his own native »bore. ' On desperat« seas long wont to roam, Thy hyacinth air, thy classic face, Thy Naiad airs... | |
| Edgar Allan Poe - 1865 - 220 oldal
...Like those Nicean barks of yore That gently, o'er a perfumed sea, The weary way-worn wanderer bore On desperate seas long wont to roam, Thy hyacinth hair, thy classic face, The Naiad airs have brought me home To the glory that was Greece, And the grandeur that was Rome. Lo,... | |
| 1865 - 644 oldal
...native shore. ' On desperats teas long wool to roam, Thy hyacinth air, thy claeeic face, íby Naiad aire have brought me home To the glory that was Greece, And the grandeur that was Home. ' Лs in yon brilliant window niche How eutuelike I see thee etand. The agate... | |
| Edgar Allan Poe - 1866 - 200 oldal
...is communing with an angel's. TO HELEX. HELEN, thy beauty is to me Like those Xicean barks of yore That gently, o'er a perfumed sea, The weary way-worn...And 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... | |
| 1866 - 470 oldal
...BY EA POE, WHEN FOURTEEN TEAKS OF AOB. HELEN, thy beauty is to me Like those Nicean barks of yore, That gently, o'er a perfumed sea, The weary, way-worn...the grandeur that was Rome. Lo ! in yon brilliant window-niche How statue-like I see thee stand I The agate lamp within thy hand, Ah ! Psyche, from the... | |
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