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Poem by Oscar Wilde


Sonnet on Approaching Italy


I REACHED the Alps: the soul within me burned
Italia, my Italia, at thy name:
And when from out the mountain's heart I came
And saw the land for which my life had yearned,
I laughed as one who some great prize had earned:
And musing on the story of thy fame
I watched the day, till marked with wounds of flame
The turquoise sky to burnished gold was turned,
The pine-trees waved as waves a woman's hair,
And in the orchards every twining spray
Was breaking into flakes of blossoming foam:
But when I knew that far away at Rome
In evil bonds a second Peter lay,
I wept to see the land so very fair. 



Oscar Wilde

Poem Theme: Italy

Oscar Wilde's other poems:
  1. Double Villanelle
  2. Urbs Sacra Æterna
  3. Queen Henrietta Maria
  4. Desespoir
  5. Les Ballons


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