My Friendship With Oscar Wilde PDF Download

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1902 edition. Excerpt: ... OSCAR WILDE WHEN AT OXFORD, 1878. (J. Guggenheim, Photo?, Oxford.) To face p. 48. Hotel Voltaire, and entertained him royally, and after dinner prayed of him to recite certain of his verses. Rollinat gave us his terrible Ballad of Troppmann, a gruesome and terrifying poem, to which the nervous excitement of its author, as he repeated it with wild gestures, lent additional horror. It was a very revel of the morbid. Poe would have crossed the ocean to be present. Oscar Wilde expressed a supreme satisfaction. On me, that evening produced a feeling of deep melancholy. I passed a sleepless night, and I wondered whether my friend had not felt, in Rollinat's presence and at the aspect of his state, a prompting to say a word, to hold out a hand, to offer help. From a man of his presence, with the authority of his reputation and position, an attempt at interference would not have been resented, and might have helped. His silence, nay, his approval, before a spectacle of self-destruction which to my Calvinistic conscience seemed the sin which can never be pardoned, were in my mind when, next day, as we were crossing the Pont des Arts, I asked him: "If you saw a man throw himself into the river here, would you go after him?" "I should consider it an act of gross impertinence to do so," he said. "His suicide would be a perfectly thought-out act, the definite result of a scientific process, with which I should have no right whatever to interfere." V There was no selfishness in this assumed indifference. Oscar Wilde was at once a supreme egotist and the least selfish of men, --that is to say, that he combined complete individualism with a large and generous altruism. He had not the masked selfishness of self-sacrifice where his strong nature rebelled...