Mr. Oscar Wilde early developed talents such as might have been expected in the son of highly gifted parents. Having spent about a year at Portora Royal School, Enniskillen, Mr. Wilde studied for a year at Trinity College, Dublin, where he obtained a classical scholarship at the early age of sixteen, and in 1874, won the Berkeley Gold Medal for Greek, the topic selected for that year being the Greek Comic Poets. Thence he went to Magdalen College, Oxford, where he obtained a first scholarship. He soon began to show his taste for art and china, and before he had been at Oxford very long, his rooms were the show of the college, and of the university too. He was fortunate enough to obtain the best situated rooms in the college, on what is called the kitchen staircase, having a lovely view over the river Cherwell and the beautiful Magdalen walks, and Magdalen bridge. His rooms were three in number, and the walls were entirely panelled. The two sitting rooms were connected by an arch, where folding doors had at one time stood. His blue china was supposed by connoisseurs to be very valuable and fine, and there was plenty of it. He was hospitable, and on Sunday nights after “Common Room,” his rooms were generally the scene of conviviality, where undergraduates of all descriptions and tastes were to be met, drinking punch, or a B. and S. with their cigars. It was at one of these entertainments that he made his well-known remark, “Oh, that I could live up to my blue china!” Besides minor scholarships, he took the Newdigate, a prize for English verse, in 1878, and a first in _Literis Humanioribus_, after which he took his degree. During this period he produced a number of poems, these were published, some in _The Month_, others in the _Catholic Monitor_, and the _Irish Monthly_. A number of his short poems also appeared in _Kottabos_, a small magazine written by members of Trinity College, Dublin. The first number of Mr. Edmund Yates’s _Time_, April 1879, contained a short poem by Oscar Wilde, entitled “The Conqueror of Time,” and to the July number he contributed “The New Helen.” Some of the foregoing poems, with others not previously published, appeared in a volume, entitled “Poems” by Oscar Wilde, published in 1881 by David Bogue, which speedily ran through several editions. When referring to this volume in “The Æsthetic Movement in England” mention was made of Mr. Wilde’s exquisite little poem REQUIESCAT. Tread lightly, she is near, Under the snow, Speak gently, she can hear The daises grow. All her bright golden hair Tarnished with rust, She that was young and fair, Fallen to dust. Lily-like, white as snow, She hardly knew She was a woman, so Sweetly she grew. Coffin board, heavy stone, Lie on her breast, I vex my heart alone, SHE is at rest. Peace, peace, she cannot hear Lyre or sonnet, All my life’s buried here, Heap earth upon it.