Poetic Openings : Oscar Wilde to Oscar Wilde

Poet : Oscar Wilde : Poem : Taedium Vitae : First Line : To stab my youth with desperate knives, to wear
Poet : Oscar Wilde : Poem : Tdium Vit : First Line : To stab my youth with desperate knives, to wear
Poet : Oscar Wilde : Poem : The Ballad Of Reading Gaol : First Line : In memoriam
Poet : Oscar Wilde : Poem : The Burden Of Itys : First Line : THIS English Thames is holier far than Rome,
Poet : Oscar Wilde : Poem : The Dole Of The King's Daughter : First Line : (BRETON.)
Poet : Oscar Wilde : Poem : The Dole Of The King's Daughter ( Breton ) : First Line : Seven stars in the still water,
Poet : Oscar Wilde : Poem : The Garden Of Eros : First Line : IT is full summer now, the heart of June,
Poet : Oscar Wilde : Poem : The Grave Of Keats : First Line : Rid of the world’s injustice, and his pain,
Poet : Oscar Wilde : Poem : The Grave Of Shelley : First Line : Like burnt-out torches by a sick man’s bed
Poet : Oscar Wilde : Poem : The Harlot's House : First Line : We caught the tread of dancing feet,
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