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Born in October 16, 1854 / Died in November 30, 1900 / Ireland / English

Poems by Oscar Wilde

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Desespoir

... Ambition, love and all the thoughts that burn ...

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In The Gold Room - A Harmony

... When the waves show their teeth in the flying breeze ...

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Double Villanelle

... This modern world hath need of thee!Then blow some trumpet loud and free, ...

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Humanitad

... cycles, and the morning stars sang, and the Word was Man!Nay, nay, we are but crucified, and though ...

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Le Jardin

... The dead leaves scatter, - hour by hour ...

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Les Ballons

... Float like strange transparent pearls, ...

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Serenade (For Music)

... Whom we must bear from Grecian shore!The waning sky grows faint and blue, ...

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Amor Intellectualis

... And ploughed free furrows through the wave and foam, ...

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Athanasia

... Dead ere the world's glad youth had touched its prime, ...

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Ballade De Marguerite (Normande)

... Denys, (On her soul may our Lady have gramercy!)Ah, if she is praying in lone chapelle, ...

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Under The Balcony

... O ship with the wet, white sail!O rapturous bird with the low, sweet note! ...

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Quantum Mutata

... Where noble thoughts and deeds should enter by: ...

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The Grave Of Shelley

... Gaunt cypress-trees stand round the sun-bleached stone ...

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Queen Henrietta Maria

... (To Ellen Terry)In the lone tent, waiting for victory, ...

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Phedre

... (To Sarah Bernhardt)How vain and dull this common world must seem ...