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To A Greek Girl

WITH breath of thyme and bees that hum,
Across the years you seem to come,—
Across the years with nymph-like head,
And wind-blown brows unfilleted;
A girlish shape that slips the bud
In lines of unspoiled symmetry;
A girlish shape that stirs the blood
With pulse of Spring, Autonoe!

Where’er you pass,—where’er you go,

I hear the pebbly rillet flow;
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Roseanna 20 September 2020

I saw somewhere that this poem is somehow inked to the Picture of Dorian Gray, as its alluded to in the book. Could anyone please tell me where and how?

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George A. Trosper 03 November 2020

The penultimate line, " A dream of form in days of thought" , is quoted in the story.

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