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,