Then, turning to my love, I said,
'The dead are dancing with the dead,
The dust is whirling with the dust.'
But she--she heard the violin,
And left my side, and entered in:
Love passed into the house of lust.
Wilde, Oscar. The Harlot's house: a poem by Oscar Wilde with five illustrations by Althea Gyles. London: Imprinted for subscribers at the Mathurin Press, 1904. Online version from Explore the British Library. Web. 3 November 2019.