Flowers of Gold

Author: Oscar Wilde  | Date: 1881


La Fuite de la Lune

To outer senses there is peace,

A dreamy peace on either hand,

Deep silence in the shadowy land,

Deep silence where the shadows cease.

Save for a cry that echoes shrill

From some lone bird disconsolate;

A corncrake calling to its mate;

The answer from the misty hill.

And suddenly the moon withdraws

Her sickle from the lightening skies,

And to her sombre cavern flies,

Wrapped in a veil of yellow gauze.


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Chicago: Oscar Wilde, "II," Flowers of Gold Original Sources, accessed December 10, 2023,

MLA: Wilde, Oscar. "II." Flowers of Gold, Original Sources. 10 Dec. 2023.

Harvard: Wilde, O, 'II' in Flowers of Gold. Original Sources, retrieved 10 December 2023, from