William Blake (Уильям Блейк)

Songs of Experience. My Pretty Rose Tree

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 turned away with jealousy,
And her thorns were my only delight. 

1. The Invocation
2. To Thomas Butts
3. Three Things to Remember
4. Songs of Experience. The Chimney Sweeper
5. Songs of Experience. The Little Girl Found

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