YOUNG CHARMIDES , Oscar Wilde
YOUNG CHARMIDES , Oscar Wilde N melancholy moonless Acheron, Far from the goodly earth and joyous day, Where no spring ever buds, nor ripening sun Weighs down the apple trees, nor…
YOUNG CHARMIDES , Oscar Wilde N melancholy moonless Acheron, Far from the goodly earth and joyous day, Where no spring ever buds, nor ripening sun Weighs down the apple trees, nor…
ATHANASIA , Oscar Wilde O that gaunt House of Art which lacks for naught Of all the great things men have saved from Time, The withered body of a girl was…
LA BELLA DONNA DELLA MIA MENTE (Lovely Lady of My Memory) , Oscar Wilde Y limbs are wasted with a flame, My feet are sore with travelling, For, calling on my…
BY THE ARNO , Oscar Wilde HE oleander on the wall Grows crimson in the dawning light, Though the grey shadows of the night Lie yet on Florence like a pall.…
THE DOLE OF THE KING'S DAUGHTER , Oscar Wilde EVEN stars in the still water, And seven in the sky; Seven sins on the King's daughter, Deep in her soul to…