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Poem by Oscar Wilde


Canzonet


I have no store
Of gryphon-guarded gold;
Now, as before,
Bare is the shepherd's fold.
Rubies nor pearls
Have I to gem thy throat;
Yet woodland girls
Have loved the shepherd's note.

Then pluck a reed
And bid me sing to thee,
For I would feed
Thine ears with melody,
Who art more fair
Than fairest fleur-de-lys,
More sweet and rare
Than sweetest ambergris.

What dost thou fear?
Young Hyacinth is slain,
Pan is not here,
And will not come again.
No horned Faun
Treads down the yellow leas,
No God at dawn
Steals through the olive trees.

Hylas is dead,
Nor will he e'er divine
Those little red
Rose-petalled lips of thine.
On the high hill
No ivory dryads play,
Silver and still
Sinks the sad autumn day. 



Oscar Wilde


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


Poems of the other poets with the same name:

  • Henry White Canzonet ("Maiden! wrap thy mantle round thee")
  • Mary Robinson Canzonet ("SLOW the limpid currents twining")

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