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 water’d it in fears Night and morning with my tears; And I sunnèd it with 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 veil’d the pole: In the morning glad I see My foe outstretch’d beneath the tree. -William Blake, A Poison Tree (Taken from Songs of Experience)
Posted on: Mon, 01 Dec 2014 09:38:22 +0000

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