334. The Harlots House by Oscar Wilde

Published: Sept. 5, 2008, 9:14 a.m.

b'O Wilde read by Classic Poetry Aloud:\\n http://www.classicpoetryaloud.com/\\n \\n Giving voice to the poetry of the past.\\n \\n ---------------------------------------------------\\n \\n The Harlot\\u2019s House\\n \\n by Oscar Wilde (1854 \\u2013 1900)\\n \\n We caught the tread of dancing feet,\\n We loitered down the moonlit street,\\n And stopped beneath the harlot\'s house.\\n \\n Inside, above the din and fray,\\n We heard the loud musicians play\\n The "Treues Liebes Herz" of Strauss.\\n \\n Like strange mechanical grotesques,\\n Making fantastic arabesques,\\n The shadows raced across the blind.\\n \\n We watched the ghostly dancers spin\\n To sound of horn and violin,\\n Like black leaves wheeling in the wind.\\n \\n Like wire-pulled automatons,\\n Slim silhouetted skeletons\\n Went sidling through the slow quadrille.\\n \\n They took each other by the hand,\\n And danced a stately saraband;\\n Their laughter echoed thin and shrill.\\n \\n Sometimes a clockwork puppet pressed\\n A phantom lover to her breast,\\n Sometimes they seemed to try to sing.\\n \\n \\n For hundreds more poetry readings, visit the Classic Poetry Aloud index.\\n\\nReading \\xa9 Classic Poetry Aloud 2008'