Oscar Wilde

(1854-1900 / Dublin / Ireland)

Oscar Wilde Poems

41. In The Gold Room - A Harmony 1/3/2003
42. Italia 5/18/2001
43. La Bella Donna Della Mia Mente 5/18/2001
44. La Fuite De La Lune 1/3/2003
45. La Mer 1/3/2003
46. Le Jardin 1/3/2003
47. Le Jardin Des Tuileries 1/3/2003
48. Le Panneau 1/3/2003
49. Le Reveillon 5/18/2001
50. Les Ballons 1/3/2003
51. Les Silhouettes 1/3/2003
52. Libertatis Sacra Fames 5/18/2001
53. Lotus Leaves 4/1/2010
54. Louis Napoleon 5/18/2001
55. Madonna Mia 5/18/2001
56. Magdalen Walks 5/18/2001
57. My Voice 5/18/2001
58. Nay, Lord, not thus! white lilies in the spring 5/6/2015
59. On Easter Day 1/3/2003
60. On The Massacre Of The Christians In Bulgaria 1/3/2003
61. On The Sale By Auction Of Keats' Love Letters 1/3/2003
62. Pan 1/3/2003
63. Panthea 5/18/2001
64. Phedre 1/3/2003
65. Portia 5/18/2001
66. Quantum Mutata 5/18/2001
67. Queen Henrietta Maria 5/18/2001
68. Quia Multum Amavi 5/18/2001
69. Ravenna 1/3/2003
70. Requiescat 5/18/2001
71. Rome Unvisited 5/18/2001
72. Roses And Rue 1/3/2003
73. Salve Saturnia Tellus 1/3/2003
74. San Miniato 5/18/2001
75. Santa Decca 5/18/2001
76. Serenade 5/18/2001
77. Silentium Amoris 5/18/2001
78. Sonnet 5/18/2001
79. Sonnet On Approaching Italy 5/18/2001
80. Sonnet On Hearing The Dies Irae Sung In The Sistine Chapel 1/3/2003
Best Poem of Oscar Wilde

Her Voice

THE wild bee reels from bough to bough
With his furry coat and his gauzy wing.
Now in a lily-cup, and now
Setting a jacinth bell a-swing,
In his wandering;
Sit closer love: it was here I trow
I made that vow,

Swore that two lives should be like one
As long as the sea-gull loved the sea,
As long as the sunflower sought the sun,--
It shall be, I said, for eternity
...

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Le Panneau

Under the rose-tree's dancing shade
There stands a little ivory girl,
Pulling the leaves of pink and pearl
With pale green nails of polished jade.

The red leaves fall upon the mould,
The white leaves flutter, one by one,
Down to a blue bowl where the sun,
Like a great dragon, writhes in gold.

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