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Let’s connect Contact Details Facebook Twitter. All mainstream modern browsers have cookies pa by default, so if you’ve been directed to this page it probably means you’re uisng a weird osczr wonderful browser of your own choosing, or have disabled cookies yourself. Learn how your comment data is processed. He did not wear his scarlet coat, For blood and wine are red, And blood and wine were on his hands When they found him with the dead, The poor dead woman whom he loved, And murdered in her bed.

Oscar Wilde. The ballad of Reading Gaol. Selección y traducción de poemas.

Este es un buen poema. He walked amongst the Trial Men In a suit of shabby grey; A cricket cap was on his head, And his step seemed light and gay; But I never saw a man who looked So wistfully at the day. For each man kills the thing he loves, Yet each man does not die. The kindest use a knife because The dead so soon grow cold.


He does not die a death of shame On a day of dark disgrace, Nor have a noose about his neck, Nor a cloth upon his face, Nor drop feet foremost through the floor Into an empty space. Visit our Help Pages.


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Some kill their love when they are young, And some when they are old; Some strangle with the hands of Lust,S ome with the hands of Gold: He does not stare upon the air Through a little roof of glass: Oscar Wilde Fue baladq escritorpoeta y dramaturgo.


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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!