Ok, then I have read it and rather liked it. "The Happy Prince" to me was like, watch me imitate Andersen and fall short.
In general, Wilde's prose never really caught me up thesame way his plays did. I have a conjecture that when you're a playwright by grace of God, then you're a playwright and just that, and the better playwright you are, the more frightful your prose is going to be. Wilde's prose is okay; I don't like it, but plenty of others do, so it must be at least sort of good - but Stoppard's prose is so unbearable it's actually rather fascinating. Train wrecks and industrial accidents come to mind. I wonder if that means Stoppard is the better playwright... (Although who could be capable of delivering a sound judgement of that is sort of an open question. Too bad Stephen isn't around to throw his tuppence in.)