The Atchison Daily Globe - Saturday, April 6, 1895
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The following is the style of letter Oscar Wilde, the apostle of purity, wrote to the young man with whom he is accused of committing an indecent offense: "My Dear Boy-Your sonnet in quite lovely. Your roseleaf lips seem made no less for the music of song than for the madness of kisses. Your slim, gilt soul walks between poetry and passion. * * * Do you sleep in the gray twilight of Gothic things?" Here is poetry for you, and there seems to have been an interchange of it between two kindred souls.
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