Rosa Mystica

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Author: Oscar Wilde  | Date: 1881

HELAS

To drift with every passion till my soul

Is a stringed lute on which all winds can play,

Is it for this that I have given away

Mine ancient wisdom, and austere control?-

Methinks my life is a twice-written scroll

Scrawled over on some boyish holiday

With idle songs for pipe and virelay

Which do but mar the secret of the whole.

Surely that was a time I might have trod

The sunlit heights, and from life’s dissonance

Struck one clear chord to reach the ears of God;

is that time dead? lo! with a little rod

I did but touch the honey of romance-

And must I lose a soul’s inheritance?

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Chicago: Oscar Wilde, "Helas," Rosa Mystica Original Sources, accessed July 5, 2022, http://originalsources.com/Document.aspx?DocID=2XGTSYC1ZZ1EY9G.

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Harvard: Wilde, O, 'Helas' in Rosa Mystica. Original Sources, retrieved 5 July 2022, from http://originalsources.com/Document.aspx?DocID=2XGTSYC1ZZ1EY9G.