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1854–1900

Poem: Chanson

Oscar Wilde

A ring of gold and a milk-white dove Are goodly gifts for thee, And a hempen rope for your own love To hang upon a tree.

For you a House of Ivory, ( Roses are white in the rose-bower )! A narrow bed for me to lie, ( White, O white, is the hemlock flower )!

Myrtle and jessamine for you, ( O the red rose is fair to see )! For me the cypress and the rue, ( Finest of all is rosemary )!

For you three lovers of your hand, ( Green grass where a man lies dead )! For me three paces on the sand, ( Plant lilies at my head )!

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