Impressions De Theatre

Author: Oscar Wilde  | Date: 1890


To My Friend Henry Irving

The silent room, the heavy creeping shade,

The dead that travel fast, the opening door,

The murdered brother rising through the floor,

The ghost’s white fingers on thy shoulders laid,

And then the lonely duel in the glade,

The broken swords, the stifled scream, the gore,

Thy grand revengeful eyes when all is o’er,-

These things are well enough,- but thou wert made

For more august creation! frenzied Lear

Should at thy bidding wander on the heath

With the shrill fool to mock him, Romeo

For thee should lure his love, and desperate fear

Pluck Richard’s recreant dagger from its sheath-

Thou trumpet set for Shakespeare’s lips to blow!


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Chicago: Oscar Wilde, "Fabien Dei Franchi," Impressions De Theatre Original Sources, accessed May 26, 2024,

MLA: Wilde, Oscar. "Fabien Dei Franchi." Impressions De Theatre, Original Sources. 26 May. 2024.

Harvard: Wilde, O, 'Fabien Dei Franchi' in Impressions De Theatre. Original Sources, retrieved 26 May 2024, from