Madonna Mia by Oscar Wilde

MADONNA MIA

by: Oscar Wilde

A LILY-GIRL, not made for this world’s pain,

With brown, soft hair close braided by her ears,

And longing eyes half veiled by slumberous tears

Like bluest water seen through mists of rain:

Pale cheeks whereon no love hath left its stain,

Red underlip drawn in for fear of love,

And white throat, whiter than the silvered dove,

Through whose wan marble creeps one purple vein.

Yet, though my lips shall praise her without cease,

Even to kiss her feet I am not bold,

Being o’ershadowed by the wings of awe,

Like Dante, when he stood with Beatrice

Beneath the flaming Lion’s breast, and saw

The seventh Crystal, and the Stair of Gold.

One comment on “Madonna Mia by Oscar Wilde”

1. Julianne human

   November 25, 2013

   

   I loved the way you carried your voice here.
   The sketch is attractive, your subject matter stylish.

   nonetheless, you got an edginess in the deliveeing a classic subject.

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