To HelenHelen, thy beauty is to meLike those Nicean barks of yore,That gently, oer a perfumed sea,The weary, way-worn wanderer boreTo his own native shore.海伦，你的美貌于我似远古尼西亚人的帆船，轻轻飘过芬芳的海面，让旅途劳顿的游子，回到他故乡的岸边。On desperate seas long wont to roam,Thy hyacinth hair, thy classic face,The Naiad airs have brought me homeTo the glory that was Greece,And the grandeur that was Rome.在漂泊已久、波涛汹涌的海上，你风信子般的头发、古典的脸庞，和尼厄神般的风采已带我回家乡，回到罗马曾经的伟大，和希腊曾经的荣光。Lo!
