big time rush meets the vampire diaries is the vampire diaries with big time rush chacters in.
the frist episode will be coming though the week.
i dont have a name for it yet so plz commet and i will pick the best one.
good luck.
here are the charcters names and a bit about them.
Kendall Knight-is the new student at high school.
Logan Knight-is also the new guy in town with Kendall.
Katie Diamond-the girl whos parentd died and has to live wuth there aunt.
Beth Basford-Katies best friend.
Lexie Roe-the other friend that 你 are 老友记 on and off with.
James Diamond-the brother of Katie and will not get over his parents.
the frist episode will be coming though the week.
i dont have a name for it yet so plz commet and i will pick the best one.
good luck.
here are the charcters names and a bit about them.
Kendall Knight-is the new student at high school.
Logan Knight-is also the new guy in town with Kendall.
Katie Diamond-the girl whos parentd died and has to live wuth there aunt.
Beth Basford-Katies best friend.
Lexie Roe-the other friend that 你 are 老友记 on and off with.
James Diamond-the brother of Katie and will not get over his parents.
Title: To Helen [Poem of Youth]
Author: Edgar Allan Poe [More Titles 由 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 由 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]