Text The Nightingale and the Rose By Oscar Wilde (Part 1)"She said that she would dance with me if I brought her red roses,"cried the young Student,"but in all my garden there is not red rose." From her nest in the oak tree the Nightingale heard him and she looked out through the leaves and wondered. "No red rose in all my garden!"he cried,and his beautiful eyes filled with tears.(1"Ah,I have read all that the wise men have written,and all the secrets ofphilosophy are mine,yet for want of a red rose is my life made wretched.(2) Text The Nightingale and the Rose By Oscar Wilde (Part 1) “She said that she would dance with me if I brought her red roses,” cried the young Student, “but in all my garden there is not red rose.” From her nest in the oak tree the Nightingale heard him and she looked out through the leaves and wondered. “No red rose in all my garden!” he cried, and his beautiful eyes filled with tears.(1) “Ah, I have read all that the wise men have written, and all the secrets of philosophy are mine, yet for want of a red rose is my life made wretched.(2)