...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...

...lines were written two years previous ; they exhibit great promise for a boy of thirteen. "TO HELEN. " Helen, thy beauty is to me, Like those Nicean barks...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,...

...previous ; they exhibit great promise for a boy of thirteen. "TO HELEN. " Helen, thy beauty is to me, Liks those Nicean barks of yore, That gently, o'er a perfumed...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,...

...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...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,...

...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...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 tliee stand...

...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...

...Charlottes ville — noted for " intemperance " and " other vices," — writes about a girl : — TO HELEN. Helen, thy beauty is to me Like those Nicean barks...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,...

...such as few 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,...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...

...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 brought me home To the glory that was Greece, And the grandeur that was Home. Lo ! in yon brilliant window-niche, How statue-like I see thee stand,...

...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,...