Was lovely as a Grecian maid,

Adorn'd with wreaths of myrtle."

Compare the effect of this stanza with its parenthetic clause and its tale-tagged similitude, to that of the old ballad, so remarkable for its simplicity:—

"I wish I were where Helen lies;

Night and day on me she cries;

Oh! that I were where Helen lies,

On fair Kirkconnel lea."

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"Curst be the head that thought the thought,

Curst be the hand that shot the shot,