Os­car Wilde (1854–1900) to Lord Al­fred Dou­glas

Country Life Every Week - - My Favourite Painting Peter May -

My sweet rose, my del­i­cate flower, my lily of lilies, it is per­haps in prison that I am go­ing to test the power of love... I have had mo­ments when I thought it would be wiser to sep­a­rate. Ah! mo­ments of weak­ness and mad­ness! Now I see that that would have mu­ti­lated my life, ru­ined my art, bro­ken the mu­si­cal chords which make a per­fect soul. Even cov­ered with mud I shall praise you, from the deep­est abysses I shall cry to you. In my soli­tude you will be with me. I am de­ter­mined not to re­volt but to ac­cept ev­ery out­rage through de­vo­tion to love, to let my body be dis­hon­oured so long as my soul may al­ways keep the image of you. From your silken hair to your del­i­cate feet you are per­fec­tion to me

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