♥ Because he wanted to dance with her. | 1×12 Unpleasantville
♥ Because she really thinks that he believes that everything he´s done it´s done for love. | 1×13 Children of the Damned
♥ Because he did deliberate move. | 1×13 Children of the Damned
♥ Because he wanted her honest answers. | 1×13 Children of the Damned
♥ Because she was lecturing him. | 1×13 Children of the Damned
♥ Because he called Elena “our girlfriend” right on front of Stefan. | 1×13 Children of the Damned
♥ Because he kissed her hair. | 1×13 Children of the Damned
♥ Because they have something. | 1×14 Fool Me Once
♥ Because he wanted it to be real.| 1×14 Fool Me Once
♥ Because he trusts her. | 1×14 Fool Me Once
♥ Because she hugged him. | 1×14 Fool Me Once
♥ Because she was buttoning his shirt. | 1×15 A Few Good Men
♥ Because he a dit her life´s valuable. | 1×17 Let the Right One In
♥ Because he want to protecting her.| 1×17 Let the Right One In
♥ Because she really thinks that he believes that everything he´s done it´s done for love. | 1×13 Children of the Damned
♥ Because he did deliberate move. | 1×13 Children of the Damned
♥ Because he wanted her honest answers. | 1×13 Children of the Damned
♥ Because she was lecturing him. | 1×13 Children of the Damned
♥ Because he called Elena “our girlfriend” right on front of Stefan. | 1×13 Children of the Damned
♥ Because he kissed her hair. | 1×13 Children of the Damned
♥ Because they have something. | 1×14 Fool Me Once
♥ Because he wanted it to be real.| 1×14 Fool Me Once
♥ Because he trusts her. | 1×14 Fool Me Once
♥ Because she hugged him. | 1×14 Fool Me Once
♥ Because she was buttoning his shirt. | 1×15 A Few Good Men
♥ Because he a dit her life´s valuable. | 1×17 Let the Right One In
♥ Because he want to protecting her.| 1×17 Let the Right One In
Title: To Helen [Poem of Youth]
Author: Edgar Allan Poe [More Titles par Poe]
HELEN, thy beauty is to me
Like those Nicean barks of yore,
That gently, o'er a perfumed sea,
The weary way-worn wanderer bore
To his own native shore.
On desperate seas long wont to roam,
Thy hyacinth hair, thy classic face,
Thy Naiad airs have brought me home
To the glory that was Greece,
And the grandeur that was Rome.
Lo ! in yon brilliant window-niche
How statue-like I me thee stand,
The agate lamp within thy hand!
Ah, Psyche, from the regions which
Are Holy-land !
-THE END-
Edgar Allan Poe's poem: To Helen [Poem of Youth]
Author: Edgar Allan Poe [More Titles par Poe]
HELEN, thy beauty is to me
Like those Nicean barks of yore,
That gently, o'er a perfumed sea,
The weary way-worn wanderer bore
To his own native shore.
On desperate seas long wont to roam,
Thy hyacinth hair, thy classic face,
Thy Naiad airs have brought me home
To the glory that was Greece,
And the grandeur that was Rome.
Lo ! in yon brilliant window-niche
How statue-like I me thee stand,
The agate lamp within thy hand!
Ah, Psyche, from the regions which
Are Holy-land !
-THE END-
Edgar Allan Poe's poem: To Helen [Poem of Youth]