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Oscar Wilde wrote I don't defend my conduct, I explain it, when he was imprisoned in Reading Gaol in 1895 for his violation of England's stringent laws against homosexuality. Wilde's not… Más…

Oscar Wilde wrote I don't defend my conduct, I explain it, when he was imprisoned in Reading Gaol in 1895 for his violation of England's stringent laws against homosexuality. Wilde's nototious liaison with the Marquess of Queensberry's son, Lord Alfred Douglas (Bosie), had so inflamed the Marquess that he made public attacks on Wilde's character and morals. In return, Wilde sued for slader, an action which, to Wilde's bitter astonishment, led to a series of scandalous trials and convictions. From his cell in prison, Oscar Wilde wrote De Profundis, the detailed and unsparing revelation of his love and tragedy. With a major feature film biography scheduled for release and the current tremendous success of the long-running play Gross Indecency: The Three Trials of Oscar Wilde, the text of this remarkable document with the Hart-Davis notes is uniquely relevant. This volume alone provides the entire content of De Profundis; W.H. Auden's famous essay in The New Yorker further sets the stage. Trade Books>Trade Paperback>Literature>Literature>Literature, CreateSpace Publishing Core >1<

ISBN: 9781516815630

Paperback, [PU: Createspace Independent Publishing Platform], . . . Suffering is one very long moment. We cannot divide it by seasons. We can only record its moods, and chronicle their re… Más…

Paperback, [PU: Createspace Independent Publishing Platform], . . . Suffering is one very long moment. We cannot divide it by seasons. We can only record its moods, and chronicle their return. With us time itself does not progress. It revolves. It seems to circle round one centre of pain. The paralysing immobility of a life every circumstance of which is regulated after an unchangeable pattern, so that we eat and drink and lie down and pray, or kneel at least for prayer, according to the inflexible laws of an iron formula: this immobile quality, that makes each dreadful day in the very minutest detail like its brother, seems to communicate itself to those external forces the very essence of whose existence is ceaseless change. Of seed-time or harvest, of the reapers bending over the corn, or the grape gatherers threading through the vines, of the grass in the orchard made white with broken blossoms or strewn with fallen fruit: of these we know nothing and can know nothing., Diaries, Letters & Journals<

ISBN: 9781516815630

Paperback, [PU: Createspace Independent Publishing Platform], . . . Suffering is one very long moment. We cannot divide it by seasons. We can only record its moods, and chronicle their re… Más…

Paperback, [PU: Createspace Independent Publishing Platform], . . . Suffering is one very long moment. We cannot divide it by seasons. We can only record its moods, and chronicle their return. With us time itself does not progress. It revolves. It seems to circle round one centre of pain. The paralysing immobility of a life every circumstance of which is regulated after an unchangeable pattern, so that we eat and drink and lie down and pray, or kneel at least for prayer, according to the inflexible laws of an iron formula: this immobile quality, that makes each dreadful day in the very minutest detail like its brother, seems to communicate itself to those external forces the very essence of whose existence is ceaseless change. Of seed-time or harvest, of the reapers bending over the corn, or the grape gatherers threading through the vines, of the grass in the orchard made white with broken blossoms or strewn with fallen fruit: of these we know nothing and can know nothing., Diaries, Letters & Journals<

ISBN: 9781516815630

Por si no saben de qué va el De Profundis debería advertirles que quizás no sea apto para que lo lea cualquiera. A no ser que tengan un espíritu sumamente curi… Más…

Por si no saben de qué va el De Profundis debería advertirles que quizás no sea apto para que lo lea cualquiera. A no ser que tengan un espíritu sumamente curioso y lo quieran leer porque sí. El De Profundis es la carta que escribió Oscar Wilde para Alfred Douglas -o Bosie- (en otros lados les pueden decir que era la carta a su amante y cosas por el estilo pero para mí es la carta para el culpable de su ruina) desde la cárcel de Reading. Como dije al principio, no veo que sea algo de interés general, aún así acostumbran a publicar cartas de escritores reconocidos. Pero para alguien que, como yo, adora a Oscar Wilde y su obra, el De Profundis es imprescindible. Trade Books>Trade Paperback>Literature>Literature>Literature, CreateSpace Publishing Core >1<

ISBN: 9781516815630

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