Oscar Wilde

(1854-1900 / Dublin / Ireland)

Poems of Oscar Wilde

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. On Easter Day 1/3/2003
59. On The Massacre Of The Christians In Bulgaria 1/3/2003
60. On the sale by auction of Keats' love letters 1/3/2003

Santa Decca

THE Gods are dead: no longer do we bring
To grey-eyed Pallas crowns of olive-leaves!
Demeter's child no more hath tithe of sheaves,
And in the noon the careless shepherds sing,
For Pan is dead, and all the wantoning
By secret glade and devious haunt is o'er:
Young Hylas seeks the water-springs no more;
Great Pan is dead, and Mary's Son is King.

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