In Oscar Wilde’s The Nightingale and The Rose the little nightingale sheds its blood to turn the white rose into a red rose so that the little boy may have a red rose to give his Loved One.
But the Loved One tosses the red rose into the gutter. So the nightingale’s sacrifice was a waste – was for nothing.
And if you think Oscar Wilde wasn’t writing a story about Christ’s sacrifice, because ‘he was gay’ or whatever, consider this line from his poem when he was imprisoned for his homosexuality – ‘The Ballad of Reading Jail.’
‘How else may man make safe his plan and cleanse his soul from sin?
How else but through a broken heart may Lord Christ enter in?’
The Nightingale and the Rose is a picture of people rejecting Christ’s sacrifice – and we sinners who have accepted Christ’s sacrifice as payment for our sin – let us also accept others, in love, as Christ accepted us.