Vita Nuova

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I STOOD by the unvintageable sea
Till the wet waves drenched face and hair with spray,
The long red fires of the dying day
Burned in the west; the wind piped drearily;
And to the land the clamorous gulls did flee:
“Alas!” I cried, “my life is full of pain,
And who can garner fruit or golden grain,
From these waste fields which travail ceaselessly!”
My nets gaped wide with many a break and flaw
Nathless I threw them as my final cast
Into the sea, and waited for the end.
When lo! a sudden glory! and I saw
The argent splendour of white limbs ascend,
And in that joy forgot my tortured past.

By Oscar Wilde


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5 Responses to “Vita Nuova”

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  3. this poem is awesome…..
    it touched ma heart…
    iiiii luv u oscar

    honey u d best

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    i luv you oscar
    i feel like marring you and kissing you soooooooooo much.

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