Lotus Leaves (Oscar Wilde Poems)
I -There is no peace beneath the moon,-Ah! in those meadows is there peaceWhere, girdled with a silver fleece,As a ...
I -There is no peace beneath the moon,-Ah! in those meadows is there peaceWhere, girdled with a silver fleece,As a ...
We are resolved into the supreme air,We are made one with what we touch and see,With our heart's blood each ...
We are resolved into the supreme air, We are made one with what we touch and see, With our heart’s ...
It is full winter now: the trees are bare, Save where the cattle huddle from the cold Beneath the pine, ...
The little white clouds are racing over the sky, And the fields are strewn with the gold of the flower ...
Nay, let us walk from fire unto fire, From passionate pain to deadlier delight, - I am too young to ...
This English Thames is holier far than Rome, Those harebells like a sudden flush of sea Breaking across the woodland, ...
I. He was a Grecian lad, who coming home With pulpy figs and wine from Sicily Stood at his galley's ...
Nay, Lord, not thus! white lilies in the spring, Sad olive-groves, or silver-breasted dove, Teach me more clearly of Thy ...
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 ...
The seasons send their ruin as they go, For in the spring the narciss shows its head Nor withers till ...
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