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A POISON TREE, FR. SONGS OF EXPERIENCE by WILLIAM BLAKE

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First Line: I WAS ANGRY WITH MY FRIEND
Last Line: MY FOE OUTSTRETCHED BENEATH THE TREE.
Subject(s): ANGER; BIBLE; ENEMIES; ENVIRONMENT; HATE; MEN; MYTHOLOGY; TREES; ENVIRONMENTAL PROTECTION; ECOLOGY; CONSERVATION;
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 & 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.
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 outstretched beneath the tree.


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