Poems by Oscar Wilde
Charmides
... d is not wounded, - ah! enough that once their lips could meetIn that wild throb when all existences ...
The Grave Of Keats
... And tears like mine will keep thy memory green, ...
A Villanelle
... O Singer of Persephone!And still in boyish rivalry ...
Ave Maria Gratia Plena
... With such glad dreams I sought this holy place, ...
A Vision
... Now at their sight, my heart being lit with flame, ...
Chanson
... (White, O white, is the hemlock flower)!Myrtle and jessamine for you, ...
Sonnet On Hearing The Dies Irae Sung In The Sistine Chapel
... The hillside vines dear memories of Thee bring: ...
Nay, Lord, not thus! white lilies in the spring,
... )There are two that ride from the south and east, ...
The Garden Of Eros
... O'ertops the expectant hills! it is the God! for love of himAlready the shrill lark is out of sight, ...
Madonna Mia
... Yet, though my lips shall praise her without cease, ...
Ravenna
... But a dull shield, a crown of withered bays!Yet who beneath this night of wars and fears, ...
The Sphinx
... (To Marcel Schwob in friendship and in admiration)In a dim corner of my room for longer than ...
La Fuite De La Lune
... Her sickle from the lightening skies, ...
Taedium Vitae
... Where my white soul first kissed the mouth of sin ...
Helas!
... Struck one clear chord to reach the ears of God: ...
