Lyrics:
Helen, thy beauty is to me Like those Nicaean barks of yore That gently, o'er a perfumed sea The weary, way-worn wanderer bore To his own native
Helen, thy beauty is to me Like those Nicaean barks of yore That gently, o'er a perfumed sea The weary, way-worn wanderer bore To his own native
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