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Oscar Wilde's Poetry, by first line

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  • Sonnet To Liberty
    NOT that I love thy children, whose dull eyes
    14 lines, 1 comment
  • Ave Imperatrix
    SET in this stormy Northern sea,
    &nb
    124 lines, 1 comment
  • To Milton
    MILTON! I think thy spirit hath passed away
    14 lines
  • Louis Napoleon
    EAGLE of Austerlitz! where were thy wings
    &
    16 lines
  • Libertatis Sacra Fames
    ALBEIT nurtured in democracy,
    &nbs
    15 lines
  • Theoretikos
    THIS mighty empire hath but feet of clay:
    &n
    0 lines, 1 comment
  • The Garden Of Eros
    IT is full summer now, the heart of June,
    Not yet the
    277 lines
  • Requiescat
    TREAD lightly, she is near
    0 lines, 1 comment
  • Sonnet On Approaching Italy
    I REACHED the Alps: the soul within me burned
     
    15 lines
  • San Miniato
    SEE, I have climbed the mountain s
    0 lines, 1 comment
  • Italia
    ITALIA! thou art fallen, though with sheen
    14 lines, 1 comment
  • Sonnet Written In Holy Week At Genoa
    I WANDERED in Scoglietto's green retreat,
    15 lines
  • Rome Unvisited
    THE corn has turned from grey to red,
    Since first my spirit wandered forth
    62 lines, 1 comment
  • Urbs Sacra Æterna
    ROME! what a scroll of History thine has been
     
    14 lines, 1 comment
  • Ballad of Reading Gaol II
    Version II
    He did not wear his scarlet coat,
    660 lines, 3 comments
  • Madonna Mia
    A LILY-GIRL, not made for this world's pain,
     
    14 lines, 2 comments
  • The Burden Of Itys
    THIS English Thames is holier far than Rome,
    Those harebells lik
    349 lines
  • Impression Du Matin
    THE Thames nocturne of blue and gold
    Changed to a Harmony in grey:
    16 lines, 1 comment
  • Magdalen Walks
    THE little white clouds are racing over the sky,
    And the fi
    20 lines, 1 comment
  • Serenade
    (FOR MUSIC.)
    THE western wind is blowing&nbs
    41 lines, 1 comment
  • Endymion
    (FOR MUSIC.)
    THE apple trees are hung w
    43 lines, 1 comment
  • Chanson
    A RING of gold and a milk-white dove
    &
    16 lines, 1 comment
  • Charmides
    HE was a Grecian lad, who coming home
    With pulpy figs and wine from Sicily
    676 lines
  • Impressions II. La Fuite De La Lune
    TO outer senses there is peace,
    &nbs
    0 lines
  • Amor Intellectualis
    OFT have we trod the vales of Castaly
    14 lines, 2 comments
  • Santa Decca
    THE Gods are dead: no longer do we bring
    &nbs
    14 lines
  • A Vision
    TWO crownèd Kings, and One that stood alone
    14 lines
  • The Grave Of Shelley
    LIKE burnt-out torches by a sick man's bed
    &
    14 lines, 1 comment
  • By The Arno
    THE oleander on the wall
    &nbs
    0 lines
  • Phedre
    HOW vain and dull this common world must&
    14 lines, 2 comments
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