Charmides and Other Poems — Oscar Wilde

He was a Grecian lad who coming homeWith pulpy figs and wine from SicilyStood at his galley s prow and let the foamBlow through his crisp brown curls unconsciously And holding wave and wind in boy s despitePeered from his dripping seat across the wet and stormy night Charmides and Other Poems Tanıtım Bülteninden