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 ...
(FOR MUSIC.) THE apple trees are hung with gold, And birds are loud in Arcady, The sheep lie bleating in the fold, The wild ...
(FOR MUSIC.) THE western wind is blowing fair Across the dark (Oscar Wilde)
I -There is no peace beneath the moon,-Ah! in those meadows is there peaceWhere, girdled with a silver fleece,As a ...
To that gaunt House of Art which lacks for naughtOf all the great things men have saved from Time,The withered ...
(NORMANDE.)I AM weary of lying within the chaseWhen the knights are meeting in market-place.Nay, go not thou to the red-roofed ...
Sweet, I blame you not, for mine the fault was, had I not been made of commonclayI had climbed the ...
It was night-time and He was alone.And He saw afar-off the walls of a round city and went towards thecity.And ...
We are resolved into the supreme air,We are made one with what we touch and see,With our heart's blood each ...
1.O goat-foot God of Arcady!This modern world is grey and old,And what remains to us of thee?No more the shepherd ...
Now when the darkness came over the earth Joseph of Arimathea,having lighted a torch of pinewood, passed down from the ...
Seven stars in the still water,And seven in the sky;Seven sins on the King's daughter,Deep in her soul to lie.Red ...
I WANDERED in Scoglietto's green retreat, The oranges on each o'erhanging spray Burned as bright lamps of gold to shame the day;Some ...
When Narcissus died the pool of his pleasure changed from a cup ofsweet waters into a cup of salt tears, ...
OFT have we trod the vales of Castaly And heard sweet notes of sylvan music blown From antique reeds to common folk ...
WAS this His coming! I had hoped to seeA scene of wondrous glory, as was toldOf some great God who ...
TO outer senses there is peace, A dreamy peace on either hand, Deep silence in the shadowy land,Deep silence where the shadows ...
A fair slim boy not made for this world's pain.With hair of gold thick clustering round his ears,And longing eyes ...
The silver trumpets rang across the Dome:The people knelt upon the ground with awe:And borne upon the necks of men ...
I reached the Alps: the soul within me burnedItalia, my Italia, at thy name:And when from out the mountain's heart ...
O singer of Persephone!In the dim meadows desolateDost thou remember Sicily?Still through the ivy flits the beeWhere Amaryllis lies in ...
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 ...
The sea was sapphire coloured, and the skyBurned like a heated opal through the air;We hoisted sail; the wind was ...
Beautiful star with the crimson lipsAnd flagrant daffodil hair,Come back, come back, in the shaking shipsO'er the much-overrated sea,To the ...
O well for him who lives at easeWith garnered gold in wide domain,Nor heeds the splashing of the rain,The crashing ...
I can write no stately proemAs a prelude to my lay;From a poet to a poemI would dare to say.For ...
Go little book,To him who, on a lute with horns of pearl,Sang of the white feet of the Golden Girl: And ...
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