Authors starting with W
- Oscar Wilde (October 16, 1854 - November 30, 1900) -
Ancestry: Dublin, Ireland
Oscar Fingal O'Flahertie Wills Wilde was an Irish writer, poet and prominent aesthete. His parents were successful Dublin intellectuals, and from an early age he showed his intelligence, becoming fluent in French and German, then an outstanding classicist, first at Dublin, then at Oxford. After university, Wilde moved around trying his hand at various literary activities: he published a book of poems, lectured extensively, and wrote journalism prolifically. Known for his biting wit, flamboyant dress, and glittering conversation, Wilde had become one of the most well-known personalities of his day. It was his only novel, The Picture of Dorian Gray - still widely read - that brought him more lasting recognition. He became one of the most successful playwrights of the late Victorian era in London with a series of social satires which continue to be performed, especially his masterpiece The Importance of Being Earnest. At the height of his fame and success, he suffered a dramatic downfall in a sensational series of trials. Wilde was imprisoned for two years' hard labour after being convicted of "gross indecency" with other men. In prison he wrote De Profundis, a dark counterpoint to his earlier philosophy of pleasure. After release from prison he set sail for Dieppe by the night ferry, never to return to Ireland or Britain. In France he wrote The Ballad of Reading Gaol, a long, terse poem commemorating the harsh rhythms of prison life, but no further creative work. He died destitute in Paris at the age of forty-six.
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As oftentimes the too resplendent sun
Hurries the pallid and reluctant m...
Oscar Wilde
We are resolved into the supreme air,
We are made one with what we touch an...
Oscar Wilde
To drift with every passion till my soul
Is a stringed lute on which all wi...
Oscar Wilde
The wild bee reels from bough to bough
With his furry coat and his gauzy wi...
Oscar Wilde
The old believe everything; the middle-aged suspect everything; the young k...
Oscar Wilde
The silver trumpets rang across the Dome:
The people knelt upon the ground ...
Oscar Wilde
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