Easter Day by Oscar Wilde
By Oscar Wilde
The silver trumpets rang across the Dome: The people knelt upon the ground with awe: And borne upon the necks of men I saw, Like some great God, the Holy Lord of Rome. Priest-like, he wore a robe more white than foam, And, king-like, swathed himself in royal red, Three crowns of gold rose high upon his head: In splendour and in light the Pope passed home. My heart stole back across wide wastes of years To One who wandered by a lonely sea, And sought in vain for any place of rest: 'Foxes have holes, and every bird its nest.
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"Easter Day" by Oscar Wilde is a sad and nature and spiritual and romantic english poem consisting of 14 lines. This English poem by Oscar Wilde demonstrates the timeless power of verse to capture complex human emotions. Beginning with "The silver trumpets rang across the Dome: The people knelt upon the ground with awe:...", this piece explores themes of sad and nature and spiritual and romantic through vivid imagery and emotional resonance. The work invites contemplation on the deeper currents of life, love, and the human condition. Oscar Wilde's celebrated body of poetry continues to inspire readers across generations and cultures, and this particular work stands as a powerful example of their artistic vision.