They love not art (Wilde)
I think they love not art
Who break the crystal of a poet’s heart
That small and sickly eyes may glare and gloat.
Oscar Wilde, from "On the Sale By Auction of Keats' Love Letters"
Labels: poetry
I think they love not art
Who break the crystal of a poet’s heart
That small and sickly eyes may glare and gloat.
Oscar Wilde, from "On the Sale By Auction of Keats' Love Letters"
Labels: poetry
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