Athenasia (Oscar Wilde Poems)
To that gaunt House of Art which lacks for naughtOf all the great things men have saved from Time,The withered ...
To that gaunt House of Art which lacks for naughtOf all the great things men have saved from Time,The withered ...
Tread lightly, she is near Under the snow, Speak gently, she can hear The daisies grow. All her bright golden ...
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 ...
The seasons send their ruin as they go, For in the spring the narciss shows its head Nor withers till ...
It is full winter now: the trees are bare, Save where the cattle huddle from the cold Beneath the pine, ...
To that gaunt House of Art which lacks for naught Of all the great things men have saved from Time, ...
O beautiful star with the crimson mouth! O moon with the brows of gold! Rise up, rise up, from the ...
Nay, let us walk from fire unto fire, From passionate pain to deadlier delight, - I am too young to ...
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