The Sick Rose
O rose, thou art sick! The invisible worm, That flies in the night, In the howling storm, Has found out thy bed Of crimson joy, And his dark secret love Does thy life destroy.
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"O rose, thou art sick!..."
Exploring the themes of classic, William Blake delivers a powerful performance in "The Sick Rose"... ### Why We Love This Line At Linespedia, we believe that poetry is the ultimate sanctuary for the soul...