Ballad of Reading Gaol II (Oscar Wilde Poems)
Version IIHe did not wear his scarlet coat,For blood and wine are red,And blood and wine were on his handsWhen ...
Version IIHe did not wear his scarlet coat,For blood and wine are red,And blood and wine were on his handsWhen ...
Version IHe did not wear his scarlet coat,For blood and wine are red,And blood and wine were on his handsWhen ...
From his childhood he had been as one filled with the perfectknowledge of God, and even while he was yet ...
To that gaunt House of Art which lacks for naughtOf all the great things men have saved from Time,The withered ...
It was night-time and He was alone.And He saw afar-off the walls of a round city and went towards thecity.And ...
We are resolved into the supreme air,We are made one with what we touch and see,With our heart's blood each ...
Now when the darkness came over the earth Joseph of Arimathea,having lighted a torch of pinewood, passed down from the ...
The silver trumpets rang across the Dome:The people knelt upon the ground with awe:And borne upon the necks of men ...
These are the letters which Endymion wroteTo one he loved in secret and apart,And now the brawlers of the auction-martBargain ...
We are resolved into the supreme air, We are made one with what we touch and see, With our heart’s ...
The western wind is blowing fair Across the dark AEgean sea, And at the secret marble stair My Tyrian galley ...
My limbs are wasted with a flame, My feet are sore with travelling, For, calling on my Lady's name, My ...
To that gaunt House of Art which lacks for naught Of all the great things men have saved from Time, ...
Albeit nurtured in democracy, And liking best that state republican Where every man is Kinglike and no man Is crowned ...
There was a time in Europe long ago When no man died for freedom anywhere, But England's lion leaping from ...
(To Ellen Terry) In the lone tent, waiting for victory, She stands with eyes marred by the mists of pain, ...
Is it thy will that I should wax and wane, Barter my cloth of gold for hodden grey, And at ...
These are the letters which Endymion wrote To one he loved in secret, and apart. And now the brawlers of ...
Nay, let us walk from fire unto fire, From passionate pain to deadlier delight, - I am too young to ...
The silver trumpets rang across the Dome: The people knelt upon the ground with awe: And borne upon the necks ...
Set in this stormy Northern sea, Queen of these restless fields of tide, England! what shall men say of thee, ...
(In memoriam C. T. W. Sometime trooper of the Royal Horse Guards obiit H.M. prison, Reading, Berkshire July 7, 1896) ...
Christ, dost Thou live indeed? or are Thy bones Still straitened in their rock-hewn sepulchre? And was Thy Rising only ...
I. He was a Grecian lad, who coming home With pulpy figs and wine from Sicily Stood at his galley's ...
This English Thames is holier far than Rome, Those harebells like a sudden flush of sea Breaking across the woodland, ...
A ring of gold and a milk-white dove Are goodly gifts for thee, And a hempen rope for your own ...
Rome! what a scroll of History thine has been; In the first days thy sword republican Ruled the whole world ...
It is full summer now, the heart of June; Not yet the sunburnt reapers are astir Upon the upland meadow ...
(Newdigate prize poem recited in the Sheldonian Theatre Oxford June 26th, 1878. To my friend George Fleming author of 'The ...
It is full winter now: the trees are bare, Save where the cattle huddle from the cold Beneath the pine, ...
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