Poem by William Blake

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 Two Songs
2. The Everlasting Gospel
3. Three Things to Remember
4. Songs of Experience. The Little Girl Found
5. To the Accuser Who Is the God of This World

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