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 ...
A fair slim boy not made for this world's pain.With hair of gold thick clustering round his ears,And longing eyes ...
The wild bee reels from bough to bough With his furry coat and his gauzy wing, Now in a lily-cup, ...
I. He was a Grecian lad, who coming home With pulpy figs and wine from Sicily Stood at his galley's ...
(Newdigate prize poem recited in the Sheldonian Theatre Oxford June 26th, 1878. To my friend George Fleming author of 'The ...
This mighty empire hath but feet of clay: Of all its ancient chivalry and might Our little island is forsaken ...
(To Sarah Bernhardt) How vain and dull this common world must seem To such a One as thou, who should'st ...
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, ...
(In memoriam C. T. W. Sometime trooper of the Royal Horse Guards obiit H.M. prison, Reading, Berkshire July 7, 1896) ...
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