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The Young KingOscar Wilde
ContentsThe Author
The Writing Style
The Fairy Tale
The Main Character
Question for discussion
Oscar Fingal O'Flahertie Wills Wilde
Born 16 October 1854Died 30 November 1900 (aged 46) Period Victorian era Nationality Irish
Occupation Writer, poet, playwrightGenre Drama, short story, criticism, dialogue, journalism Literary Aestheticismmovement
WorksNovel The Picture of Dorian Gray (1890)Play The Importance of Being Earnest (1898) Lady Windermere's Fan (1892) A Woman of No Importance (1893) An Ideal Husband (1895)Fairy stories House of Pomegranates (1891)Poem The Ballad of Reading Gaol (1898)Essays and more
The Young King
A House of Pomegranates
published in 1891a companion to The Happy Prince and Other Tales
ContentsThe Young KingThe Birthday of the InfantaThe Fisherman and His SoulThe Star-Child
“intended neither for the British child nor the British public”
illegitimate shepherd son
of the recently dead
king's daughter
in awe of the splendor of
his new home
Dream 1: a group of starving peasants
working at looms to weave
his robe
Dream 2: one slave was sent underwater to find pearls for
the scepter and dies
Dream 3: all servants in
search of his crown’s rubies
were killed
a much higher being has officially
crowned the young king
The nobles, peasants and
bishops rebuke him.
The young king dressed as a
son of shepherd in his
coronation day.
a young man of marvelous and foreign beauty
He had shown signs of that strange passion for beauty.
the slim, fair-haired Court pages, with their floating mantles, and gay fluttering ribands
Writing Style
beauty
sadness
Character
the young king
Saint Paul
Dedicated to beauty
Care about people
Jesus hater
Preacher
What Makes a Real King
Chamberlain: For how shall the people know that thou art a king, if thou hast not a king’s raiment?
Nobles: The people wait for their king, and thou showest them a beggar. He brings shame upon our state, and is unworthy to be our master.
A peasant: To toil for a hard master is bitter, but to have no master to toil for is more bitter still.
Bishop: The burden of this world is too great for one man to bear, and the world’s sorrow too heavy for one heart to suffer.
The dead staff blossomed, and bare lilies that were whiter than pearl. The dry thorn blossomed, and bare roses
that were redder than rubies.
And the people fell upon their knees in awe, and the nobles sheathed their
swords and did homage, and the Bishop’s face grow pale, and his hands
trembled. “A greater than I hath crowned thee,” he cried, and he knelt
before him.
What Makes a Real King
Thank You!