Mar 21 2005

My Pretty Rose Tree

Published by at 4:32 pm under William Blake Love Poems

My Pretty Rose Tree

William Blake

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A
flower was offered to me:

Such a flower as May never bore.

But I said "I’ve a Pretty Rose-tree",

And I passed the sweet flower o’er.

Then
I went to my Pretty Rose-tree

To tend her by day and by night.

But my Rose turn’d away with jealousy:

And her thorns were my only delight.

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7 Responses to “My Pretty Rose Tree”

  1. Gueston 06 Jan 2006 at 9:13 pm

    very good lesson

  2. Gueston 03 May 2006 at 5:54 pm

    you see .. you learn

  3. Gueston 11 Mar 2006 at 11:49 am

    Ignored and mis-used most people will offer their thorns..for their own sake

  4. sandion 13 May 2007 at 10:06 pm

    This poem makes me think of \”The Little Prince\”
    Anyone else.. ?

  5. naonion 09 Oct 2008 at 1:02 am

    love it so much :zzz :p 8) :grin :) :roll :grin ;) :zzz [B]null[/B][B]null[/B][B]love it so much [/B]

  6. sidharthon 16 Jan 2010 at 10:51 am

    jgghuj

  7. Angelon 09 Mar 2010 at 1:57 am

    :) :? :p :zzz :eek :roll
    OMGG awesome poem!!

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