Now in that town was a man of pleasant conversation and large generosity, a merchant of condition, young of years and bright of Blee, who had come to that place from his own country with merchandise in great store and wealth galore.
"Supplemental Nights, Volume 1"
Richard F. Burton
P'raps the gentleman would like to go now to Blee Vor."
"Menhardoc"
George Manville Fenn
We call your thoughts home,-as Ye breathe our perfume,- To the amaranth's splendour Afire on the slopes; To the lily-bells tender, And grey heliotropes; To the poppy-plains keeping Such dream-breath and Blee That the angels there stepping Grew whiter to see: To the nook, set with moly, Ye jested one day in, Till your smile waxed too holy And left your lips praying: To the rose in the bower-place, That dripped o'er you sleeping; To the asphodel flower-place, Ye walked ankle-deep in.
"The Poetical Works of Elizabeth Barrett Browning, Vol. I"
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
