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Poems, with The Ballad of Reading Gaol


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       Oscar Wilde

      Poems, with The Ballad of Reading Gaol

      Published by Good Press, 2019

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      EAN 4057664133199

       POEMS

       HÉLAS!

       ELEUTHERIA

       THE GARDEN OF EROS

       ROSA MYSTICA

       THE BURDEN OF ITYS

       WIND FLOWERS

       CHARMIDES

       FLOWERS OF GOLD

       IMPRESSIONS DE THÉÂTRE

       PANTHEA

       THE FOURTH MOVEMENT

       HUMANITAD

       FLOWER OF LOVE

       UNCOLLECTED POEMS

       FROM SPRING DAYS TO WINTER

       TRISTITÆ

       THE TRUE KNOWLEDGE

       IMPRESSIONS

       UNDER THE BALCONY

       THE HARLOT’S HOUSE

       LE JARDIN DES TUILERIES

       ON THE SALE BY AUCTION OF KEATS’ LOVE LETTERS

       THE NEW REMORSE

       FANTAISIES DÉCORATIVES

       CANZONET

       SYMPHONY IN YELLOW

       IN THE FOREST

       TO MY WIFE

       WITH A COPY OF ‘A HOUSE OF POMEGRANATES’

       ROSES AND RUE

       DÉSESPOIR

       PAN

       THE SPHINX

       THE SPHINX

       THE BALLAD OF READING GAOL

       THE BALLAD OF READING GAOL

       RAVENNA

       RAVENNA

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      To drift with every passion till my soul Is a stringed lute on which all winds can play, Is it for this that I have given away Mine ancient wisdom, and austere control? Methinks my life is a twice-written scroll Scrawled over on some boyish holiday With idle songs for pipe and virelay, Which do but mar the secret of the whole. Surely there was a time I might have trod The sunlit heights, and from life’s dissonance Struck one clear chord to reach the ears of God: Is that time dead? lo! with a little rod I did but touch the honey of romanceAnd must I lose a soul’s inheritance?

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      SONNET TO LIBERTY

      Not that I love thy children, whose dull eyes

       See nothing save their own unlovely woe,

       Whose minds know nothing, nothing care to know—

       But that the roar of thy Democracies,

       Thy reigns of Terror, thy great Anarchies,

       Mirror my wildest passions like the sea

       And give my rage a brother—! Liberty!

       For this sake only do thy dissonant cries

       Delight my discreet soul, else might all kings

       By bloody knout or treacherous cannonades

       Rob nations of their rights inviolate