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 drift with every passion till my soulIs a stringed lute on which all winds can play,Is it for this ...
These are the letters which Endymion wroteTo one he loved in secret and apart,And now the brawlers of the auction-martBargain ...
To drift with every passion till my soul Is a stringed lute on which can winds can play, Is it ...
These are the letters which Endymion wrote To one he loved in secret, and apart. And now the brawlers of ...
The western wind is blowing fair Across the dark AEgean sea, And at the secret marble stair My Tyrian galley ...
This English Thames is holier far than Rome, Those harebells like a sudden flush of sea Breaking across the woodland, ...
(To Ellen Terry) As one who poring on a Grecian urn Scans the fair shapes some Attic hand hath made, ...
These are the letters which Endymion wrote To one he loved in secret, and apart. And now the brawlers of ...
(In memoriam C. T. W. Sometime trooper of the Royal Horse Guards obiit H.M. prison, Reading, Berkshire July 7, 1896) ...
I. He was a Grecian lad, who coming home With pulpy figs and wine from Sicily Stood at his galley's ...
(To Marcel Schwob in friendship and in admiration) In a dim corner of my room for longer than my fancy ...
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