Love, Luck, And Lies

How grand it is to be earnest,
To win the heart of one’s beloved.
Having the love of such a beauty
And even her hand in marriage.
And yet such a dense lady to adore;
For with my name she loves me true,
And without it, she loves me not.
Why do I, then, make it business
To take her as my wife?
Is her love so delightful and worthy
If she cannot love me if I were Jack?
Well marriage is but a misunderstanding
And divorces are indeed made in heaven.
And if it takes a lie to love
And to win her heart as well;
Then let love and luck and lies prevail,
For how grand it is to be Ernest!

by Sesame Cha

Comments (2)

Of course one could also be an Ernest Fellow... ; -) Amicalement votre, R.
Interesting write. Haven't read this oeuvre of Wilde yet...But I recall the author was living a lie of his own for social appearances sake and it reflects throughout many of his his works. 'Well marriage is but a misunderstanding And divorces are indeed made in heaven.' has a pretty dark tone to it which might be unsettling for some (and that's OK!) which seems to point out the author's (that's you) preference of truth over the facade (IMO) . But the write seems to throw arms up in the air and plays along because the prize is after all love (or the perception of it) . Indeed all is fair in... Amicalement votre, R.