Mar 19 2005
Silentium Amoris (The Silence of Love)
Silentium Amoris (The Silence of Love)
Oscar Wilde
As oftentimes the too resplendent sun
Hurries the pallid and reluctant moon
Back to her sombre cave, ere she hath won
A single ballad from the nightingale,
So doth thy Beauty make my lips to fail,
And all my sweetest singing out of tune.
And as at dawn across the level mead
On wings impetuous some wind will come,
And with its too harsh kisses break the reed
Which was its only instrument of song,
So my too stormy passions work me wrong,
And for excess of Love my Love is dumb.
But surely unto Thee mine eyes did show
Why I am silent, and my lute unstrung;
Else it were better we should part, and go,
Thou to some lips of sweeter melody,
And I to nurse the barren memory
Of unkissed kisses, and songs never sung.
i can write better than that
You\’re full of it. This man was a genius. Judging by your fantastic argument, with examples to back it up, naturally, I\’m SO sure you can write better than Wilde. That\’s why you\’re so rich and famous, right? You simply lack the capacity to appreciate and understand something of such beauty and grandeur.
Wow beautiful literature, he must\\\’ve been a genius, in the poem it sounds like he\\\’s breaking up with a girl, but he makes it sound so beautiful!
Somebody sure knows their oscar wilde.
This is such a Beautiful poem, I have it written in my diary
HEARTTOUCHING
Oh wow. :love: . this is defiantly heart touching… and Guest who said that they can write better than that… in your opinion maybe.. but ONLY in your head. This man was an amazing man and in love him to death for it. This is the man i adore from day to day. Unless you are him… you can not write better than that.. :p
While arriving at the USA immigration desk, the officer asked Ocar Wild: Do you have anything to declare? Only my intelligence, he replied!
Beutiful eh?? What a genius he was!
Wilde was a homosexual and improisoned for it and wrote his famous poem, Ballad of Reading Jail– he was indeed brilliant and not only his poetry but his essays today are still regarded invaluable
To Ann,
Wilde was bisexual, not “a homosexual.” He was charged and found guilty of “acts of gross indecency with other male persons” at a time in British history when homosexual acts between men were illegal. And he was sentenced to prison with hard labour for two years.
Wilde’s boyfriend, Lord Alfred Douglas, was also bisexual and avoided imprisonment. He eventually married a poet called Olive Custance who was bisexual as well.
The poem above is one of a number Wilde wrote about his first love: Florence Balcombe, who rejected his proposal of marriage and married his friend Bram Stoker instead. He was devastated by this.
“So my too stormy passions work me wrong,
And for excess of Love my Love is dumb.”