Easter Day

Easter Day: Oscar Wilde was a great poet and writer in the Victorian Era.

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Oscar Wilde

His plays Poems and Short Stories inspired a number of people in the Victorian Era

Poem Text

The silver trumpets rang across the Dome:
The people knelt upon the ground with awe:
And borne upon the necks of men I saw,
Like some great God, the Holy Lord of Rome.
Priest-like, he wore a robe more white than foam,
And, king-like, swathed himself in royal red,
Three crowns of gold rose high upon his head:
In Splendour and in light the Pope passed home.
My heart stole back across wide wastes of years
To One who wandered by a lonely sea,
And sought in vain for any place of rest:
‘Foxes have holes, and every bird its nest.
I, only I, must wander wearily,
And bruise my feet, and drink wine salt with tears.’
Easter Day
The cover of ‘Easter Day’

Easter Day Review

‘Easter Day’ is a poem that Wilde wrote in an ironical tone, mocking at the hypocrisy of the Catholics. He talks about how the ‘Holy Lord of Rome’ comes dressed as a king, looking like some God.

He wore a robe like the priests, but whiter than anything else, even foam. He had dressed in red like kings, looking splendid and grand.

Easter Day: Poem Text
‘Easter Day’ by Oscar Wilde

With a sad heart, the poet compares the ‘Holy Lord of Rome’ with the Christ himself. He says how the Messiah had a road of sufferings and how he had sacrificed for mankind.

On the other hand, the Pope, who is supposed to live a life resembling Christ’s, leads a life that is exactly the opposite of the Lord’s. There is a certain pathos in this poem that brings out the stark reality of life.

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