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[WillowTheWhisp]

What was it that someone said recently with reference to Oscar Wilde's quotation of Lord Alfred Douglas' "The love that dare not speak its name" ?


























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[Neil]

Originally Posted by chav1

chocolate stars


anyone fancy a bag of them now lol

No thanks mate I prefer chocolate logs.
You know the Yuletide ones from Asda at Christmas

[Doug]

Originally Posted by WillowTheWhisp

What was it that someone said recently with reference to Oscar Wilde's quotation of Lord Alfred Douglas' "The love that dare not speak its name" ?.

I'm not to sure about this one Willow old chap, sorry, My Lady. I recall hearing of such reference, but I'm not sure I'm happy to the reference to the name of Douglas within it........ what do you infer madam......................

[WillowTheWhisp]

Are you tipsy Doug old bean?





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[Doug]

Madam, I am feeling quite playful. Thank you for your kind observation.

[WillowTheWhisp]

The original poem:

I dreamed I stood upon a little hill,
And at my feet there lay a ground, that seemed
Like a waste garden, flowering at its will
With buds and blossoms. There were pools that dreamed
Black and unruffled; there were white lilies
A few, and crocuses, and violets
Purple or pale, snake-like fritillaries
Scarce seen for the rank grass, and through green nets
Blue eyes of shy peryenche winked in the sun.
And there were curious flowers, before unknown,
Flowers that were stained with moonlight, or with shades
Of Nature's wilful moods; and here a one
That had drunk in the transitory tone
Of one brief moment in a sunset; blades
Of grass that in an hundred springs had been
Slowly but exquisitely nurtured by the stars,
And watered with the scented dew long cupped
In lilies, that for rays of sun had seen
Only God's glory, for never a sunrise mars
The luminous air of Heaven. Beyond, abrupt,
A grey stone wall. o'ergrown with velvet moss
Uprose; and gazing I stood long, all mazed
To see a place so strange, so sweet, so fair.
And as I stood and marvelled, lo! across
The garden came a youth; one hand he raised
To shield him from the sun, his wind-tossed hair
Was twined with flowers, and in his hand he bore
A purple bunch of bursting grapes, his eyes
Were clear as crystal, naked all was he,
White as the snow on pathless mountains fore,
Red were his lips as red wine-spilt that dyes
A marble floor, his brow chalcedony.
And he carne near me, with his lips uncurled
And kind, and caught my hand and kissed my mouth,
And gave me grapes to eat, and said, 'Sweet friend,
Come I will show thee shadows of the world
And images of life. See from the South
Comes the pale pageant that hath never an end.'
And lo! within the garden of my dream
I saw two walking on a shining plain
Of golden light. The one did joyous seem
And fair and blooming, and a sweet refrain
Came from his lips; he sang of pretty maids
And joyous love of comely girl and boy,
His eyes were bright, and 'mid the dancing blades
Of golden grass his feet did trip for joy;
And in his hand he held an ivory lute
With strings of gold that were as maidens' hair,
And sang with voice as tuneful as a flute,
And round his neck three chains of roses were.
But he that was his comrade walked aside;
He was full sad and sweet, and his large eyes
Were strange with wondrous brightness, staring wide
With gazing; and he sighed with many sighs
That moved me, and his cheeks were wan and white
Like pallid lilies, and his lips were red
Like poppies, and his hands he clenched tight,
And yet again unclenched, and his head
Was wreathed with moon-flowers pale as lips of death.
A purple robe he wore, o'erwrought in gold
With the device of a great snake, whose breath
Was fiery flame: which when I did behold
I fell a-weeping, and I cried, 'Sweet youth,
Tell me why, sad and sighing, thou dost rove
These pleasant realms? 1 pray thee speak me sooth
What is thy name?' He said, 'My name is Love.'
Then straight the first did turn himself to me
And cried, 'He lieth, for his name is Shame,
But I am Love, and was wont to be
Alone in this fair garden, till he came
Unasked by night; I am true Love, I fill
The hearts of boy and girl with mutual flame.'
Then sighing, said the other, 'Have thy will,
I am the love that dare not speak its name.'

[garinda]

On reflection, while trying to contol two excitable kids, l've decided this is to be my last post in this thread.
I had read this thread and was suprised at the general tone of it doesn't really bother me, as long as it's not hoisted upon them. l only felt l had to post when my name was brought into this thread by Busman.
l have never said l was gay in any general thread, although l have talked about growing up gay in my journal, this hasn't been explicit or 'preachy.' l have commonted on gay issues when they've been raised in other threads, were l think l was able to add a valid point.
Like Willow said she doesn't want to be a spokesperson for her Church, l feel the same about this issue. The gender of the person l'm attracted to is really a very small, but important part of who l am. l think it's more defining about me that l'm single!
l am not a mouth piece for gays/disabled/ex-public school boys/arts graduates/ ex-Methodists lobbyists, but all those things go to make who l am today.
If my openess as offended anyone l'm sorry, and l will make sure any future comments are relevant and in the right place in the forum.

[wayneyboy1942]

I'm a live and let live person,what people do in their bedroom as nothing to do with me as long as it's brtween two concenting adults and no ones being forced into any thing! that's my 3p's worth!