My Pretty Rose Tree | Poem by William Blake

My Pretty Rose Tree Poem

………………. by 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 turnd away with jealousy:
And her thorns were my only delight.

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