OSCAR WILDE.

Oh! breathe not his name; 'tis environed
with shame
That Morality's law hath imposed.
Yet once he had fame! Like a meteor he
came,
Flashed a moment, then in darkness enclosed.
Once a leader of fashion - the pet of the
[...]
Now degraded, despised, and [...]
But a bye word his name; in whispers
men speak
Of the [...]
Yet the punishment's just for evil he did
And [...] wrongs avenged, [...]
he fell.
Is it justice, I ask, at Morality's bid
To punish him also for what he does
well?

A.W.G.

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