Oscar Wilde

(1854-1900 / Dublin / Ireland)

Theocritus

Poem by Oscar Wilde


O SINGER of Persephone!
In the dim meadows desolate
Dost thou remember Sicily?

Still through the ivy flits the bee
Where Amaryllis lies in state;
O Singer of Persephone!

Simætha calls on Hecate
And hears the wild dogs at the gate;
Dost thou remember Sicily?

Still by the light and laughing sea
Poor Polypheme bemoans his fate:
O Singer of Persephone!

And still in boyish rivalry
Young Daphnis challenges his mate:
Dost thou remember Sicily?

Slim Lacon keeps a goat for thee,
For thee the jocund shepherds wait,
O Singer of Persephone!
Dost thou remember Sicily?

Form: Villanelle


Comments about Theocritus by Oscar Wilde

  • Dr Tony BrahminDr Tony Brahmin (2/9/2020 11:37:00 AM)

    Still by the light and laughing sea
    Poor Polypheme bemoans his fate:
    O Singer of Persephone. The great Oscar Wilde(Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, May 18, 2001

Poem Edited: Friday, May 18, 2001


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