A POISON TREE by William Blake
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 watered it in fears Night and morning with my tears, And I sunned it with smiles And with soft deceitful wiles. And it grew both day and night, Till it bore an apple bright,
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"I was angry with my friend:..."
"A POISON TREE" by William Blake is a nature english poem consisting of 19 lines. This English poem by William Blake demonstrates the timeless power of verse to capture complex human emotions. Beginning with "I was angry with my friend: I told my wrath, my wrath did end....", this piece explores themes of nature through vivid imagery and emotional resonance. The work invites contemplation on the deeper currents of life, love, and the human condition. William Blake's celebrated body of poetry continues to inspire readers across generations and cultures, and this particular work stands as a powerful example of their artistic vision.