This poem - originally published anonymously, written after Wilde's two year's hard labor in Reading prison - is the tale of a man who has been sentenced to hang for the murder of the woman he loved. "The Ballad of Reading Gaol" follows the inmate through his final three weeks, as he stares at the sky and silently drinks his beer ration. Heart-wrenching and eye-opening, the ballad also expresses perfectly Wilde's belief that humanity is made up only of offenders, each of us deserving a greater charity for the severity of our crimes.
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the man had killed the thing he loved, and so he had to die. / and all, but lust, is turned to dust in humanity's machine.. =w= 好喜歡企鵝這個係列
评分the man had killed the thing he loved, and so he had to die. / and all, but lust, is turned to dust in humanity's machine.. =w= 好喜歡企鵝這個係列
评分the man had killed the thing he loved, and so he had to die. / and all, but lust, is turned to dust in humanity's machine.. =w= 好喜歡企鵝這個係列
评分the man had killed the thing he loved, and so he had to die. / and all, but lust, is turned to dust in humanity's machine.. =w= 好喜歡企鵝這個係列
评分the man had killed the thing he loved, and so he had to die. / and all, but lust, is turned to dust in humanity's machine.. =w= 好喜歡企鵝這個係列
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