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RARE & SECONDHAND GAY RARE & SECONDHAND
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Non-Fiction of Gay Interest
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Content: "When Oscar Wilde was sent to prison, he left behind him a wife and two small sons, Cyril and Vyvyan. Wilde never saw his sons again. Cyril, the elder, was killed in the First World War. Vyvyan survived, and a half-century after his father's death, wrote these memoirs of his early life, recounting the Oscar Wilde affair and its aftermath. For Vyvyan and his brother this meant a sudden change of name, separation and exile, all the more terrible for being incomprehensible. Son of Oscar Wilde, unique and uniquely moving, completes the story of Oscar Wilde's downfall and describes the fate of his family compelled to fall with him" from the cover of a later paperback edition Background / Biography: Vyvyan Holland, OBE (3 November 1886 – 10 October 1967), born Vyvyan Oscar Beresford Wilde in London, was a British author and translator. He was the second son of Oscar Wilde and Constance Lloyd, after his brother Cyril. continued on Wikipedia Reviews: "This is a book which it is impossible to read without strong emotion. . . . I am sure that this absorbing and restrained book will live as long as the Wilde saga." Time and Tide "A moving, intelligent and notable restrained book. He has rounded off the classic Victorian tragedy. A brave book with lessons for the thoughtful." Daily Telegraph "The year [1954] is Oscar Wilde's centenary; it could hardly be better marked than by this testimony of his son's - whose own life has been courageously and honourably lived, and whose own work shows an inherited intellectual distinction." Elizabeth Bowen in The Tatler "A biographical tour de force." Observer from the jacket Arbery Books also sells secondhand and rare mainstream titles. Click here for our full list. |
"Some time ago I had a dream, in which my mother appeared to me and said: 'I want you to tell the story of your childhood and of the loneliness of being Oscar Wilde's son in those far-off days when he was still alive, or only recently dead. Perhaps some people will blame you for it, but many more will approve of your doing so. Besides you have a young son of your own, and you owe this to him.'" opening paragraph, Preface 
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