My own boy, dearest Bosie.

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A compilation of letters authored by Oscar Wilde to his secret lover, Lord Alfred Douglas.

     Among those who suffered the cruelties of our regrettable history, Oscar Wilde stands out as one of the most tragic figures of modernity

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Among those who suffered the cruelties of our regrettable history, Oscar Wilde stands out as one of the most tragic figures of modernity. He endured multiple imprisonments for the 'crime' of homosexuality, faced financial ruin and exile, and met an untimely end. Yet, one of Wilde's most 'sinful' attributes-his remarkable capacity for intense, profound love-remains one of the most poetic aspects of his life.

In June 1891, Wilde crossed paths with Lord Alfred "Bosie" Douglas, a 21-year-old Oxford student and talented poet. Bosie would become the author's very own Dorian Gray-a source of inspiration, an intellectual partner, and a passionate lover.



 Bosie would become the author's very own Dorian Gray-a source of inspiration, an intellectual partner, and a passionate lover

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[ November 1892 ]

• ❝ Dearest Bosie ... I should awfully like to go away with you somewhere where it is hot and coloured.


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[ January 1893 ]

• ❝ My Own Boy,

Your sonnet is quite lovely, and it is a marvel that those red rose-leaf lips of yours should be made no less for the madness of music and song than for the madness of kissing. Your slim gilt soul walks between passion and poetry. I know Hyacinthus, whom Apollo loved so madly, was you in Greek days.

Why are you alone in London, and when do you go to Salisbury? Do go there to cool your hands in the grey twilight of Gothic things, and come here whenever you like. It is a lovely place and lacks only you; but go to Salisbury first.

Always, with undying love, yours,

Oscar.

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