I was angry with my friend: I told my wrath, my wrath did end. - TopicsExpress



          

I was angry with my friend: I told my wrath, my wrath did end. I was angry with my foe; I told it not, my wrath did grow. And I waterd it in fears, Night & morning with my tears; And I sunned it with my smiles And with soft deceitful wiles. And it grew both day and night, Till it bore an apple bright; And my foe beheld it shine, And he knew that it was mine, And into my garden stole When the night had veild the pole: In the morning glad I see My foe outstretchd beneath the tree
Posted on: Tue, 12 Nov 2013 21:40:06 +0000

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