Venomous thorns that are so sharp and keen Sometime bear flowers fair and fresh of hue; Poison oft time is put in medicine And causeth health in man for to renew; Fire that purgeth all thing that is unclean May heal, and hurt: and if these been true, I trust sometime my harm may be my health, Since every woe is joined with some wealth. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...POSSUM SONG (A WARNING) by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON THE ALTAR by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON |