SOME VERSES BY LORD ALFRED DOUGLAS, WILDE'S LOVER

"Love that weaves the years on time's slow loom" - from the sonnet, To Olive
"The hunter's cry wounds the deep darkness" - from the sonnet, Beauty and the Hunter
"To clutch life's hair, and thrust one naked phraseLike a lean knife through the ribs of time" - from the sonnet, The City of the Soul
"All good poetry is forged slowly and patiently, link by link, with sweat and blood and tears."- Lord Alfred Douglas

"Unlike Swinburne, Douglas never wearies. Unlike Rossetti,he is never concerned merely with verbal felicities. UnlikeBrowning, he never lacks the lucidity of expression. UnlikeWilde, he is never the showman, but always the poet. Whatevermay be his personal eccentricities, he sublimates them in art.In spite of private quarrels and public scandals, in spite ofpolitical feuds and literary vendettas, malice cannot gainsaythe vigor of his diction and the loftiness of his lyric vision." ~ George Sylvester Viereck