line from Poe ode to Helen of Troy, 1831.
Fishburn and Hughes: "A line from a romantic ode to Helen of Troy by Edgar Allan Poe first published in 1831. The poet describes his vision of an enchanted garden in which Helen appeared to him in the still, perfumed air, under the full moon of a July night. As he enters the garden, everything disappears and he and his beloved are left alone. Finally, Helen also fades, only her eyes remaining to guide him through life." (4)