Amor Intellectualis
OFT have we trod the vales of Castaly And heard sweet notes of sylvan music blown From antique reeds to common folk unknown: And often launched our bark upon that sea Which the nine Muses hold in empery, And ploughed free furrows through the wave and foam, Nor spread reluctant sail for more safe home Till we had freighted well our argosy. Of which despoilèd treasures these remain, Sordello's passion, and the honied line Of young Endymion, lordly Tamburlaine Driving his pampered jades, and more than these, The seven-fold vision of the Florentine, And grave-browed Milton's solemn harmonies.
Oscar Wilde’s other poems:
- Queen Henrietta Maria
- Sonnet Written in Holy Week at Genoa
- On the Massacre of the Christians in Bulgaria
- Sonnet on Hearing the Dies Irae Sung in the Sistine Chapel
- Le Jardin Des Tuileries
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