CASSANDRA: a prelude

Friday, 14 December 2012

A star

























'Look upward where the white gull screams.
What does it see that we do not see?
Is that a star? or the lamp that gleams
On some outward voyaging argosy,
Ah! can it be
We have lived our lives in a land of dreams!
How sad it seems.'

Oscar Wilde, Her voice
in : The complete illustrated stories, plays & poems of Oscar Wilde, London: Chancellor Press 1986, p. 777
Posted by Solveigh Goett at 00:18
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