Oscar Wilde (1854-1900 / Dublin / Ireland)
Poems of Oscar Wilde
|101.||Theocritus - A Villanelle||1/3/2003|
|104.||To My Wife||1/3/2003|
|106.||Under The Balcony||1/3/2003|
|107.||Urbs Sacra Æterna||5/18/2001|
THERE was a time in Europe long ago
When no man died for freedom anywhere,
But England's lion leaping from its lair
Laid hands on the oppressor! it was so
While England could a great Republic show.
Witness the men of Piedmont, chiefest care
Of Cromwell, when with impotent despair
The Pontiff in his painted portico
Trembled before our stern ambassadors.