Each narrow cell in which we dwell. Is a foul and dark latrine, And the fetid breath of living Death. Chokes up each grated screen, And all, but Lust, is turned to dust In Humanity's machine.
Oscar WildeAbout author
- Author's profession: Playwright, Writer, Poet
- Nationality: irish
- Born: October 16, 1854
- Died: November 30, 1900
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