Phedre
(To Sarah Bernhardt)
How vain and dull this common world must seem
To such a One as thou, who should'st have talked
At Florence with Mirandola, or walked
Through the cool olives of the Academe:
Thou should'st have gathered reeds from a green stream
For Goat-foot Pan's shrill piping, and have played
With the white girls in that Phaeacian glade
Where grave Odysseus wakened from his dream.
Ah! surely once some urn of Attic clay
Held thy wan dust, and thou hast come again
Back to this common world so dull and vain,
For thou wert weary of the sunless day,
The heavy fields of scentless asphodel,
The loveless lips with which men kiss in Hell.
Read some of his work today!
http://manybooks.net/authors/wildeosc.html
http://www.wilde-online.info/
http://www.oscarwildecollection.com/
1 comments:
I love Wilde. I think he was the most extravagant, witty, sagacious, brave, original intellectual and artist of his time. Rather naive in running his relationship with beautiful Bosie and his powerful father, though.They ruined his brilliant career, his life, his soul.
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