Lord Alfred Douglas
Lord Alfred Douglas Poems
- The Dead Poet I dreamed of him last night, I saw his face ...
- The City Of The Soul: Ii What shall we do, my soul, to please...
- The Green River I know a green grass path that leaves the ...
- Autumn Days I have been through the woods to-day And the ...
- Not All The Singers Of A Thous... Not all the singers ...
- A Prayer Often the western wind has sung to me, There have ...
- Ennui Alas! and oh that Spring should come again Upon the ...
Lord Alfred Douglas is remembered today for his tumultuous association with Oscar Wilde and as a minor poet.
Douglas, universally known as Bosie, was born October 22, 1870, the third son of John Sholto Douglas, ninth Marquess of Queensberry, and Sibyl, née Montgomery.
After a boyhood during which his parents separated, Douglas went up from Winchester to Magdalen College, Oxford, in 1889. He met Oscar Wilde through a mutual friend in early summer, 1891, and they became lovers the following spring. Douglas's beauty was "like a narcissus--white and gold," as Wilde told Robert Ross.
Most of Douglas's homoerotic poetry was written between 1893 and 1896 and ... more »
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The Dead Poet
I dreamed of him last night, I saw his face
All radiant and unshadowed of distress,
And as of old, in music measureless,
I heard his golden voice and marked him trace
Under the common thing the hidden grace,
And conjure wonder out of emptiness,
Till mean things put on beauty like a dress
And all the world was an enchanted place.
And then methought outside a fast locked gate
I mourned the loss of unrecorded words,
Forgotten tales and mysteries half said,
Wonders that might have been articulate,
And voiceless thoughts like murdered singing ...