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Ovídio
Ovídio

Metamorphoses: Book The First

Metamorphoses: Book The First
OF bodies chang'd to various forms, I sing:
Ye Gods, from whom these miracles did spring,
Inspire my numbers with coelestia…

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Ovídio
Ovídio

Metamorphoses: Book The Fourth

Metamorphoses: Book The Fourth
YET still Alcithoe perverse remains,
And Bacchus still, and all his rites, disdains.
Too rash, and madly bold, she bids hi…

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Ovídio
Ovídio

Metamorphoses: Book The Eleventh

Metamorphoses: Book The Eleventh
HERE, while the Thracian bard's enchanting strain
Sooths beasts, and woods, and all the listn'ing
plain,
The fem…

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Ovídio
Ovídio

Elegy V

Elegy V
In summer's heat and mid-time of the day
To rest my limbs upon a bed I lay,
One window shut, the other open stood,
Which gave such light,…

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Oscar Wilde
Oscar Wilde

Urbs Sacra Æterna

Urbs Sacra Æterna
ROME! what a scroll of History thine has been
In the first days thy sword republican
Ruled the whole world for many an age's span:

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Oscar Wilde
Oscar Wilde

Tristitiae

Tristitiae
O well for him who lives at ease
With garnered gold in wide domain,
Nor heeds the splashing of the rain,
The crashing down of forest t…

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Oscar Wilde
Oscar Wilde

Theocritus - A Villanelle

Theocritus - A Villanelle
O singer of Persephone!
In the dim meadows desolate
Dost thou remember Sicily?
Still through the ivy flits the bee

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Oscar Wilde
Oscar Wilde

To Milton

To Milton
MILTON! I think thy spirit hath passed away
From these white cliffs, and high-embattled towers;
This gorgeous fiery-coloured world of ours

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Oscar Wilde
Oscar Wilde

The New Remorse

The New Remorse
The sin was mine; I did not understand.
So now is music prisoned in her cave,
Save where some ebbing desultory wave
Frets with it…

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Oscar Wilde
Oscar Wilde

The True Knowledge

The True Knowledge
Thou knowest all; I seek in vain
What lands to till or sow with seed -
The land is black with briar and weed,
Nor cares for fa…

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Oscar Wilde
Oscar Wilde

The Harlot's House

The Harlot's House
We caught the tread of dancing feet,
We loitered down the moonlit street,
And stopped beneath the harlot's house.
Inside, abov…

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Oscar Wilde
Oscar Wilde

The Grave Of Keats

The Grave Of Keats
RID of the world's injustice, and his pain,
He rests at last beneath God's veil of blue:
Taken from life when life and love were new <…

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Oscar Wilde
Oscar Wilde

The Burden Of Itys

The Burden Of Itys
THIS English Thames is holier far than Rome,
Those harebells like a sudden flush of sea
Breaking across the woodland, with the foam

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Oscar Wilde
Oscar Wilde

The Dole Of The King's Daughter (Breton)

The Dole Of The King's Daughter (Breton)
Seven stars in the still water,
And seven in the sky;
Seven sins on the King's daughter,
Deep in her sou…

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Oscar Wilde
Oscar Wilde

Symphony in Yellow

Symphony in Yellow
An omnibus across the bridge
Crawls like a yellow butterfly,
And, here and therem a passer-by
Shows like a little restless mid…

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Oscar Wilde
Oscar Wilde

Taedium Vitae

Taedium Vitae
To stab my youth with desperate knives, to wear
This paltry age's gaudy livery,
To let each base hand filch my treasury,
To mesh my…

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Oscar Wilde
Oscar Wilde

Sonnet On Hearing The Dies Ira Sung In The Sistine Chapel

Sonnet On Hearing The Dies Ira Sung In The Sistine Chapel
NAY, Lord, not thus! white lilies in the spring,
Sad olive-groves, or silver-breasted dove,
Tea…

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Oscar Wilde
Oscar Wilde

Sonnet To Liberty

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,-…

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Oscar Wilde
Oscar Wilde

Serenade

Serenade
THE western wind is blowing fair
Across the dark Ægean sea,
And at the secret marble stair
My Tyrian galley waits for thee.
Come…

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Oscar Wilde
Oscar Wilde

Sonnet

Sonnet
CHRIST, dost thou live indeed? or are thy bones
Still straightened in their rock-hewn sepulchre?
And was thy Rising only dreamed by Her
Wh…

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Oscar Wilde
Oscar Wilde

San Miniato

San Miniato
SEE, I have climbed the mountain side
Up to this holy house of God,
Where once that Angel-Painter trod
Who saw the heavens opened wid…

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Oscar Wilde
Oscar Wilde

Roses and Rue

Roses and Rue
Could we dig up this long-buried treasure,
Were it worth the pleasure,
We never could learn love's song,
We are parted too long

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Oscar Wilde
Oscar Wilde

Requiescat

Requiescat
TREAD lightly, she is near
Under the snow,
Speak gently, she can hear
The daisies grow.
All her bright golden hair
Tar…

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Oscar Wilde
Oscar Wilde

Quia Multum Amavi

Quia Multum Amavi
DEAR Heart I think the young impassioned priest
When first he takes from out the hidden shrine
His God imprisoned in the Eucharist,

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