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.
Oscar Wilde The Ballad of Reading Gaol
Wednesday, June 13, 2007
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
Labels
- McBrad (95)
- dating (42)
- pictures (39)
- weekend (35)
- Evan (26)
- travel (24)
- Bloggers (23)
- McDreamy (21)
- Meme (21)
- Unconscious mutterings (21)
- Muzbot (19)
- Coming out (15)
- holiday (14)
- pink shirt Thursday (14)
- Bruce (13)
- exercise (13)
- gaydar (13)
- Englishman in Budapest (12)
- Mardi Gras (11)
- Mark and Sim (11)
- Noodle (11)
- Tom (11)
- work (11)
- James and Jacqui (10)
- PSB (9)
- weather (9)
- Christmas (8)
- The Tourist (8)
- C3 (7)
- CGWG (7)
- DFP (7)
- Frenchman in Berlin (7)
- Sam (7)
- blogging (7)
- eye candy (7)
- Mack (6)
- apartment (6)
- beach house (6)
- food (6)
- relationships (6)
- Autumn (5)
- Jacqui (5)
- alcohol (5)
- birthday (5)
- friends (5)
- Apple (4)
- Dan (4)
- GIQ (4)
- Hunky Masseur (4)
- Matt (4)
- Mike (4)
- Mr Right (4)
- Priscilla (4)
- Relationships at work (4)
- flowers (4)
- garden (4)
- music (4)
- pics (4)
- Chris Evans (3)
- Fair Day (3)
- London (3)
- Rugby League (3)
- Virgin Atlantic (3)
- david jones' (3)
- massage (3)
- miscellaneous (3)
- movies (3)
- rant (3)
- shiraz (3)
- travels (3)
- Californian (2)
- Facebook (2)
- Ian Roberts (2)
- Kylie (2)
- Mykonos (2)
- NRL (2)
- Oxford St (2)
- PC (2)
- Rick (2)
- SHB (2)
- State of Origin (2)
- Stonewall (2)
- Sunday (2)
- The Californian (2)
- anniversary (2)
- gym (2)
- john (2)
- sleep (2)
- slutty phase (2)
- snuggling (2)
- songs (2)
- ABC (1)
- Craig (1)
- DG (1)
- Holding the Man (1)
- NDP (1)
- Oscar Wilde (1)
- Rain (1)
- Straight guy (1)
- The Queen (1)
- Trashy Night out (1)
- art (1)
- blog (1)
- blogFriday (1)
- blonde (1)
- breakfast (1)
- car (1)
- easter (1)
- gambling (1)
- men (1)
- olympics (1)
- overseas (1)
- reading (1)
- steak (1)
- thoroughly modern colin (1)
7 comments:
I know you're not the subject here Monty. Maybe you feel like the object. Go gently on yourself mate.
do you think its a bad idea to send this to the person who makes you feel this way???? cool blog.
Thanks Campbell. The poem has just been in my brain the last couple of days...in some ways, I feel the subject, in some ways I feel the object. But I just think ol' Oscar hit the nail on the head, whatever the perspective. Hugs!
Hugs Monty. Thanks for your comments on my last post!
Whats the matter Monty? Personally, I find Mae West's quips more useful in Life...
I think you need better bedtime reading material Monty ;o)
I always hated poetry back at school, can't say much has changed.
Lynette, thanks for reading my blog. I've had a chat with the person and we've sorted it out. All is good now!
CCTG and SSD - true...but I've always liked the pathos in this poem. And it was really me earlier this week. Am feeling much better though! Hugs.
Post a Comment