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To Helen (Helen, thy beauty is to me...)

By Edgar Allan Poe


Helen, thy beauty is to me.
Like those Nicæan barks of yore,
That gently, o'er a perfumed sea,
The weary, wayworn wanderer bore,
To his own native shore.

On desperate seas long wont to roam,
Thy hyacinth hair, thy classic face,
Thy Naiad airs, have brought me home
To the glory that was Greece
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 regions which
Are Holy Land!

Source Book

The Works Of Edgar Allan Poe
Volume 10: Poems

by Edgar Allan Poe

Copyright 1895
Published by Stone & Kimball, Chicago

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