The City of the Soul

by Alfred Bruce Douglas

Excerpt from The City of the SoulSummer; Autumn; Harmonie du Soir; Le Balcon; Perkin Warbeck; The Garden of Death; The Sphynx; To Shakespeare; A Summer Storm; Amoris Vincula; In Sarum Close; Impression de nuit; A Song; To L.; In Winter; Plainte Eternelle; In Summer; Night coming into a Garden; Night going out of a GardenAbout the PublisherForgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.comThis book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.

Genres: Poetry, Classics

128 pages, Hardcover

First published January 1, 1996

About the author

Lord Alfred Bruce Douglas was an British author, poet and translator, better known as the intimate friend and lover of the writer Oscar Wilde. Much of his early poetry was Uranian in theme, though he tended, later in life, to distance himself from both Wilde's influence and his own role as a Uranian poet.

Reviews

[Rickard · Rating 5 out of 5]

This is "Bosies", the lover of Oscar Wilde, first book of poetry written in 1899. It contains some really beautiful Poems, worth to reda.

[Abby · Rating 4 out of 5]

somewhere between three and four stars, but closer to four.

I really enjoyed many of these poems, Douglas has a gift for lyricality and flow, but a few of them fell somewhat flat in the middle/had a weaker final stanza. Nevertheless, this work was well put-together and moving to read.

"For nothing dies,
The songs that are, are silences that were,
Summer was Winter. O put out green leaves!"

"To my unquiet soul that sorrow owns."

"A shrine of Death and Beauty is the sky."