To Helen...

I love Edgar Allan Poe. He's one of my favorite writers. I love his poetry and his stories. Today I've been inspired to share one of his poems with you. I love 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 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!

Hope you all liked it. Who would've thought that something so beautiful and genuine could come from one of the kings of gore? The author of The Pit and the Pendulum and The Tale-Tell Heart!
Beautiful poem. Love it everytime.

Have a good one...

Dimitra