日期：2007-10-12 The light of evening， Lissadell， Great windows open to the south， Two girls in silk kimonos， both Beautiful， one a gazelle. But a raving autumn shears Blossom from the summers wreath； The older is condemned to death， Pardoned， drags out lonel... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-10-12 I Blessed be this place， More blessed still this tower； A bloody， arrogant power Rose out of the race Uttering， mastering it， Rose like these walls from these Storm-beaten cottages In mockery I have set A powerful emblem up， And sing it rhyme... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-10-12 In tombs of gold and lapis lazuli Bodies of holy men and women exude Miraculous oil， odour of violet. But under heavy loads of trampled clay Lie bodies of the vampires full of blood； Their shrouds are bloody and their lips are wet.... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-10-12 The Earl of Caversham， KG Mr Alfred Bishop Viscount Goring （his son） Mr Charles H. Hawtrey Sir Robert Chiltern， Bt. （Under- Secretary for Foreign Affairs） Mr Lewis Waller Vicomte de Nanjac （Attach at the French Embassy in London） Mr Cosmo Stu... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-10-12 The Heavenly Circuit； Berenices Hair； Tent-pole of Eden； the tents drapery； Symbolical glory of the earth and air！ The Father and His angelic hierarchy That made the magnitude and glory there Stood in the circuit of a needles eye. Some found a d... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-10-12 Act 1 The Octagon Room in Sir Robert Chilterns house in Grosvenor Square Act 2 Morning-room in Sir Robert Chilterns house Act 3 The Library of Lord Gorings house in Curzon Street Act 4 Same as Act 2 Time The Present Place London... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-10-12 A storm-beaten old watch-tower， A blind hermit rings the hour. All-destroying sword-blade still Carried by the wandering fool. Gold-sewn silk on the sword-blade， Beauty and fool together laid.... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-10-12 We that have done and thought， That have thought and done， Must ramble， and thin out Like milk spilt on a stone.... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-10-12 Scene： The Octagon room at Sir Robert Chiltern's house in Grosvenor Square. The room is brilliantly lighted and full of guests [including the Viconte de Nanjac， the Duchess of Maryborough， and Mabel Chiltern]. At the top of the staircase stands La... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-10-12 Though the great song return no more Theres keen delight in what we have： The rattle of pebbles on the shore Under the receding wave.... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-10-12 Lord Goring My dear Robert， it's a very awkward business， very awkward indeed. You should have told your wife the whole thing. Secrets from other people's wives are a necessary luxury in modern life. So， at least， I am always told at the club by... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-10-12 Shakespearean fish swam the sea， far away from land； Romantic fish swam in nets coming to the hand； What are all those fish that lie gasping on the strand？... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-10-12 Enter Lord Goring in evening dress with a buttonhole. He is wearing a silk hat and Inverness cape. White-gloved， he carries a Louis Seize cane. His are all the delicate fopperies of Fashion. One sees that he stands in immediate relation to modern l... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-10-12 Crazed through much child-bearing The moon is staggering in the sky； Moon-struck by the despairing Glances of her wandering eye We grope， and grope in vain， For children born of her pain. Children dazed or dead！ When she in all her virginal pride... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-10-12 Lord Goring （pulls out his watch， inspects it， and rings the bell） It is a great nuisance. I can't find anyone in this house to talk to. And I am full of interesting information. I feel like the latest edition of something or other. Enter servant... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-10-12 I meditate upon a swallows flight， Upon an aged woman and her house， A sycamore and lime tree lost in night Although that western cloud is luminous， Great works constructed there in natures spite For scholars and for poets after us， Thoughts long... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-10-12 Under my window-ledge the waters race， Otters below and moor-hens on the top， Run for a mile undimmed in Heavens face Then darkening through dark Rafterys cellar drop， Run underground， rise in a rocky place In Coole demesne， and there to finish... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-10-12 Never shall a young man， Thrown into despair By those great honey-coloured Ramparts at your ear， Love you for yourself alone And not your yellow hair. But I can get a hair-dye And set such colour there， Brown， or black， or carrot， That young me... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-10-12 IN cabin'd ships at sea， The boundless blue on every side expanding， With whistling winds and music of the waves， the large imperious waves， Or some lone bark buoy'd on the dense marine， Where joyous full of faith， spreading white sails， She c... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-10-12 Swift has sailed into his rest； Savage indignation there Cannot lacerate his breast. Imitate him if you dare， World-besotted traveller； he Served human liberty.... 阅读全文>>