Oscar Wilde

Selected Poems of Oscar Wilde

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    polyxenehas quoted5 years ago
    The man had killed the thing he loved,
    And so he had to die.
    Yet each man kills the thing he loves,
    By each let this be heard,
    Some do it with a bitter look,
    Some with a flattering word,
    The coward does it with a kiss,
    The brave man with a sword!
    Some kill their love when they are young,
    And some when they are old;
    Some strangle with the hands of Lust,
    Some with the hands of Gold:
    The kindest use a knife, because
    The dead so soon grow cold.
    Some love too little, some too long,
    Some sell, and others buy;
    Some do the deed with many tears,
    And some without a sigh:
    For each man kills the thing he loves,
    Yet each man does not die.
    b0687270756has quoted3 months ago
    The earth, a brittle globe of glass,
    b0687270756has quoted3 months ago
    Ah! happy they whose hearts can break
    And peace of pardon win!

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