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1 " Her ivory hands on the ivory keysStrayed in a fitful fantasy,Like the silver gleam when the poplar treesRustle their pale leaves listlessly,Or the drifting foam of a restless seaWhen the waves show their teeth in the flying breeze. "
― Oscar Wilde , The Poetry of Oscar Wilde
2 " Sweet, there is nothing left to sayBut this, that love is never lost "
3 " O wandering graves! O restless sleep!O silence of the sunless day!O still ravine! O stormy deep!Give up your prey! Give up your prey! "
4 " I think thy spirit hath passed away From these white cliffs and high-embattled towers; This gorgeous fiery-coloured world of ours Seems fallen into ashes dull and grey "
5 " Like silver moons the pale narcissi lay "
6 " But surely it is something to have beenThe best beloved for a little while,To have walked hand in hand with Love, and seenHis purple wings flit once across thy smile. "
7 " Against these turbid turquoise skiesThe light and luminous blloonsDip and drift like satin moons,Drift like silken butterflies "
8 " And at my feet the pale green ThamesLies like a rod of rippled jade. "
9 " For not in quiet English fieldsAre these, our brothers, lain to rest,Where we might deck their broken shieldsWith all the flowers the dead love best. "
10 " she was a poem <3 but he couldn't read 3... a powerful message about our society "