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The Cambridge Companion to Oscar Wilde




The Cambridge Companion to Oscar Wilde

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Cambridge University PressOct 16, 1997 - Drama - 307 pages
The Cambridge Companion to Oscar Wilde offers an essential introduction to one of the theater's most important and enigmatic writers. Although a general overview, the volume also offers some of the latest thinking on the dramatist and his impact on the twentieth century. Part One places Wilde's work within the cultural and historical context of his time and includes an opening essay by Wilde's grandson, Merlin Holland. Part Two looks at Wilde's essential work as playwright and general writer. The third group of essays examines the themes and factors that shaped Wilde's work and includes Wilde and his view of the Victorian woman, Wilde's sexual identities, and interpreting Wilde on stage. The volume provides a detailed chronology of Wilde's work, a bibliography for further reading, and illustrations from important productions.
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Contents

Table of Contents:
  • Biography and the art of lying / Merlin Holland
  • Wilde and the Victorians / Regenia Gagnier
  • Wilde and the Dandyism of the senses / Stephen Calloway
  • Wilde as poet / Karl Beckson and Bobby Fong
  • Wilde the journalist / John Stokes
  • Wilde as critic and theorist / Lawrence Danson
  • Wilde's fiction(s) / Jerusha McCormack
  • Distance, death and desire in Salome / Joseph Donohue
  • Wilde's comedies of society / Peter Raby
  • The importance of being earnest / Russell Jackson
  • A verdict of death: Oscar Wilde, actresses and Victorian women / Kerry Powell
  • 'A complex multiform creature': Wilde's sexual identities / Joseph Bristow
  • Wilde's plays: some lines of influence / Richard Allen Cave
  • Wilde on the stage / Joel Kaplan
  • Oscar Wilde: the resurgence of lying / Declan Kiberd.


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X
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XII
55
XIII
57
XV
69
XVII
80
XVIII
96
XXV
179
XXVI
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XXVIII
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XXX
219
XXXII
249
XXXIV
276
XXXVI
295
XXXVII
299
XX
118
XXII
143
XXIII
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XXXVIII
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