To Helen（1/2）

Edgar Aln Poe

Helen, thy beauty is to

Like those Ni barks of yore,

That gently, oer a perfud sea,

The weary, way-worn wanderer bore

To his own native shore.

On desperate seas long wont to roa,

Thy hyacth hair, thy cssic face,

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