Edgar Allan Poe

(19 January 1809 - 7 October 1849 / Boston)

To Helen


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 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!

Submitted: Tuesday, December 31, 2002

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  • Michaela Busenbark (11/11/2008 7:39:00 PM)

    So true on what Hitsugaya Kenpachi. Alot of Edgar Allen Poe's work uses greek mythology. Like in the poem 'The Raven' He says the bird sat on top of the bust of Pallis. Pallis was a greek god of Anthea which meant wisdom. He uses such complex details in the simplest manners. (Report) Reply

  • Hitsugaya Kenpachi (1/3/2008 7:41:00 PM)

    Good poem. Although you need to know some Greek mythology to understand it. Odyseus, the wayworn wanderer. Helen of Troy. Psyche, wife of Eros (Cupid) . (Report) Reply

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