Oscar Wilde Poems (115 Poems)
We Are Made One With What We Touch and See (Oscar Wilde Poem)
We are resolved into the supreme air, We are made one with what we touch and see, With our heart’s blood each crimson sun is fair, With our young lives each spring-impassioned tree Flames into green, the wildest beasts that … Continue reading
To My Wife – With A Copy Of My Poems (Oscar Wilde Poems)
I can write no stately proem As a prelude to my lay; From a poet to a poem I would dare to say. For if of these fallen petals One to you seem fair, Love will waft it till it … Continue reading
Sonnet To Liberty (Oscar Wilde Poems)
These are the letters which Endymion wrote To one he loved in secret, and apart. And now the brawlers of the auction mart Bargain and bid for each poor blotted note, Ay! for each separate pulse of passion quote The … Continue reading
With A Copy Of ‘A House Of Pomegranates’ (Oscar Wilde Poems)
Go, little book, To him who, on a lute with horns of pearl, Sang of the white feet of the Golden Girl: And bid him look Into thy pages: it may hap that he May find that golden maidens dance … Continue reading
My Voice (Oscar Wilde Poems)
Within this restless, hurried, modern world We took our hearts’ full pleasure – You and I, And now the white sails of our ship are furled, And spent the lading of our argosy. Wherefore my cheeks before their time are … Continue reading
Sonnet On Approaching Italy (Oscar Wilde Poems)
I reached the Alps: the soul within me burned, Italia, my Italia, at thy name: And when from out the mountain’s heart I came And saw the land for which my life had yearned, I laughed as one who some … Continue reading
SYMPHONY IN YELLOW (Oscar Wilde Poems)
An omnibus across the bridge Crawls like a yellow butterfly And, here and there, a passer-by Shows like a little restless midge. Big barges full of yellow hay Are moored against the shadowy wharf, And, like a yellow silken scarf, … Continue reading
IN THE FOREST (Oscar Wilde Poems)
Out of the mid-wood’s twilight Into the meadow’s dawn, Ivory limbed and brown-eyed, Flashes my Faun! He skips through the copses singing, And his shadow dances along, And I know not which I should follow, Shadow or song! O Hunter, … Continue reading
Les Silhouettes (Oscar Wilde Poems)
The sea is flecked with bars of grey, The dull dead wind is out of tune, And like a withered leaf the moon Is blown across the stormy bay. Etched clear upon the pallid sand Lies the black boat: a … Continue reading
Impression – Le Reveillon (Oscar Wilde Poems)
The sky is laced with fitful red, The circling mists and shadows flee, The dawn is rising from the sea, Like a white lady from her bed. And jagged brazen arrows fall Athwart the feathers of the night, And a … Continue reading
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