The Book of Jade (1901) is a compact, feverish volume of poems devoted to death, ennui, erotic disillusion, and the cold consolations of artifice. Its style is jewel-hard and deliberately decadent: archaic diction, musical repetition, blasphemous inversions, and exotic, "jadelike" imagery place Barnitz beside Baudelaire, Swinburne, and the fin-de-siècle Symbolists, while also making the book a rare American contribution to Decadent literature. David Park Barnitz, who died at twenty-three, wrote from the position of a prodigiously learned outsider. Educated in classical and modern languages and shaped by a clerical, scholarly milieu, he turned that inheritance against conventional piety, producing poems that sound like hymns spoken from a crypt. His youth, erudition, and apparent fascination with nihilism help explain the book's strange mixture of precocity, theatrical despair, and formal control. Readers drawn to dark lyricism, aesthetic rebellion, and the literature of spiritual exhaustion will find The Book of Jade singularly compelling. It is not a comforting collection, but it is a memorable one: morbid, elegant, excessive, and historically important for anyone interested in Decadence beyond Europe.