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Two weeks later , Queensbury left a calling card in Wilde 's mailbox at the Albemarle club , with a note written on it : " To Oscar Wilde , posing as a Somdomite . The blind at his elbow that allowed the light of a street lamp to struggle vaguely through - - the glimpse of greeny blue moonlight seen through the distant kitchen door - - the sulky glow of the fire under the black ashes of the burnt manuscript - - the glimmering of the tulips and the moon-daisies and narcissi in the bowls and jugs and jars - - these did not so trick and bewilder his eyes that he would not know his Own ! This course will be devoted to intensive , thoughtful study of the life , work , and legacy of the man who is often held to be the nineteenth century 's greatest novelist . The sweeping , minutely electric noise filled the whole bedroom , and had Oleron altered his point of observation he could have brought the dim gleam of the moving comb so into position that it would almost have outlined his grandmother 's head . A defining paradox of the history of the genre is that even as it assumed a distinct form and a set repertoire of plots , the nature of the novel was such that no one could agree on what it truly was or what it could become .