Flowers of Gold

Author: Oscar Wilde  | Date: 1881



Les Silhouettes

The sea is flecked with bars of gray,

The dull dead wind is out of tune,

And like a withered leaf the moon

Is blown across the stormy bay.

Etched clear upon the pallid sand

The black boat lies: a sailor boy

Clambers aboard in careless joy

With laughing face and gleaming hand.

And overhead the curlews cry,

Where through the dusky upland grass

The young brown-throated reapers pass,

Like silhouettes against the sky.


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Chicago: Oscar Wilde, "Impressions," Flowers of Gold Original Sources, accessed December 2, 2023,

MLA: Wilde, Oscar. "Impressions." Flowers of Gold, Original Sources. 2 Dec. 2023.

Harvard: Wilde, O, 'Impressions' in Flowers of Gold. Original Sources, retrieved 2 December 2023, from