Refrain from Wilde's The Ballad of Reading Gaol

The power and poignancy of this came back to me after a seminar discussion in Friday's class on Wilde and, consulting my copy of Collected Works out fell photocopies of the Hart ed. - sent to me by the poet and teacher, Sean Hutton - letters between Ross and Wilde in 1900 then in Italy:

Yet each man kills the thing he loves,

By each let this be heard,

Some do it with a bitter look,

Something with a flattering word.

The coward does it with a kiss, 

The brave man with a sword!