Oscar WildeSymphony in YellowAn omnibus across the bridgeCrawls like a yellow butterfly,And, here and there, a passer-byShows like a little restless midge.Big barges full of yellow hayAre moored against the shadow wharf...

Elinor WylieProphecyI shall lie hidden in a hutIn the middle of an alder wood,With the back door blind and bolted shut,And the front door locked for good.I shall lie folded like a saint,Lapped in a scented linen sheet,...