The Writings of Oscar Wilde ...A. R. Keller & Company, Incorporated, 1907 |
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... - coat pocket , Mr. Podgers handed it , with a low bow , to Lord Arthur , who read on it , MR . SEPTIMUS R. PODGERS Professional Cheiromantist 103a West Moon Street " My hours are from ten to four , " 20 THE WRITINGS OF OSCAR WILDE .
... - coat pocket , Mr. Podgers handed it , with a low bow , to Lord Arthur , who read on it , MR . SEPTIMUS R. PODGERS Professional Cheiromantist 103a West Moon Street " My hours are from ten to four , " 20 THE WRITINGS OF OSCAR WILDE .
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... street were full of it . It grinned at him from the roofs of the houses . First he came to the Park , whose sombre wood- land seemed to fascinate him . He leaned wear- ily up against the railings , cooling his brow against the wet metal ...
... street were full of it . It grinned at him from the roofs of the houses . First he came to the Park , whose sombre wood- land seemed to fascinate him . He leaned wear- ily up against the railings , cooling his brow against the wet metal ...
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... he was being followed . At the corner of Rich Street stood two men , reading a small bill upon a hoarding . An odd feeling of curiosity stirred him , and he crossed over . As he came near , the word LORD SAVILE'S CRIME . 25.
... he was being followed . At the corner of Rich Street stood two men , reading a small bill upon a hoarding . An odd feeling of curiosity stirred him , and he crossed over . As he came near , the word LORD SAVILE'S CRIME . 25.
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... streets , and it was bright dawn when he found himself at last in Piccadilly Circus . As he strolled home towards Belgrave Square , he met the great waggons on their way to Covent Garden . The white - smocked carters , with their ...
... streets , and it was bright dawn when he found himself at last in Piccadilly Circus . As he strolled home towards Belgrave Square , he met the great waggons on their way to Covent Garden . The white - smocked carters , with their ...
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Oscar Wilde. tarried for a few hours at most , leaving the streets still silent , the houses still asleep . It gave him pleasure to watch them as they went by . Rude as they were , with their heavy , hob- nailed shoes , and their awkward ...
Oscar Wilde. tarried for a few hours at most , leaving the streets still silent , the houses still asleep . It gave him pleasure to watch them as they went by . Rude as they were , with their heavy , hob- nailed shoes , and their awkward ...
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Strana 204 - But thy eternal summer shall not fade Nor lose possession of that fair thou owest; Nor shall Death brag thou wander'st in his shade, When in eternal lines to time thou growest: So long as men can breathe or eyes can see, So long lives this and this gives life to thee.
Strana 203 - When forty winters shall besiege thy brow, And dig deep trenches in thy beauty's field, Thy youth's proud livery, so gazed on now, Will be a tatter'd weed, of small worth held...
Strana 185 - How can my muse want subject to invent, While thou dost breathe, that pour'st into my verse Thine own sweet argument, too excellent For every vulgar paper to rehearse...
Strana 209 - FAREWELL! thou art too dear for my possessing, And like enough thou know'st thy estimate: The charter of thy worth gives thee releasing; My bonds in thee are all determinate. For how do I hold thee but by thy granting? And for that riches where is my deserving?
Strana 211 - Your monument shall be my gentle verse, Which eyes not yet created shall o'er-read; And tongues to be your being shall rehearse, When all the breathers of this world are dead; You still shall live — such virtue hath my pen — Where breath most breathes, even in the mouths of men.
Strana 200 - O, for my sake do you with Fortune chide, The guilty goddess of my harmful deeds, That did not better for my life provide Than public means which public manners breeds. Thence conies it that my name receives a brand, And almost thence my nature is subdued To what it works in, like the dyer's hand...
Strana 181 - Thou art thy mother's glass, and she in thee Calls back the lovely April of her prime ; So thou through windows of thine age shalt see, Despite of wrinkles, this thy golden time.
Strana 206 - Not marble, nor the gilded monuments Of princes, shall outlive this powerful rhyme ; But you shall shine more bright in these contents Than unswept stone, besmear'd with sluttish time. When wasteful war shall statues overturn, And broils root out the work of masonry, Nor Mars his sword nor war's quick fire shall burn The living record of your memory.
Strana 198 - What is your substance, whereof are you made, That millions of strange shadows on you tend? Since every one hath, every one, one shade, And you, but one, can every shadow lend. Describe Adonis, and the counterfeit Is poorly imitated after you ; On Helen's cheek all art of beauty set, And you in Grecian tires are painted new: Speak of the spring and...
Strana 210 - THEY that have power to hurt and will do none, That do not do the thing they most do show, Who, moving others, are themselves as stone, Unmoved, cold, and to temptation slow; They rightly do inherit heaven's graces And husband nature's riches from expense; They are the lords and owners of their faces, Others but stewards of their excellence.