Oscar Wilde

(1854-1900 / Dublin / Ireland)

From Spring Days To Winter (For Music) - Poem by Oscar Wilde

In the glad springtime when leaves were green,
O merrily the throstle sings!
I sought, amid the tangled sheen,
Love whom mine eyes had never seen,
O the glad dove has golden wings!

Between the blossoms red and white,
O merrily the throstle sings!
My love first came into my sight,
O perfect vision of delight,
O the glad dove has golden wings!

The yellow apples glowed like fire,
O merrily the throstle sings!
O Love too great for lip or lyre,
Blown rose of love and of desire,
O the glad dove has golden wings!

But now with snow the tree is grey,
Ah, sadly now the throstle sings!
My love is dead: ah! well-a-day,
See at her silent feet I lay
A dove with broken wings!
Ah, Love! ah, Love! that thou wert slain -
Fond Dove, fond Dove return again!


Comments about From Spring Days To Winter (For Music) by Oscar Wilde

  • Cristina Alejandra Estrella (5/1/2017 1:11:00 PM)


    His poetry capture the beautiful from Spring to Winter........Amazing! ! ! (Report) Reply

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  • (2/7/2016 12:28:00 PM)


    .....beautifully penned........so romantic, lovely poem ★ (Report) Reply

  • Brian Jani (6/19/2014 12:02:00 PM)


    I like this poem because it has a classic feel to it (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003



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