 | William Blake - 1866 - 132 หน้า
...And are gone to praise God and His Priest and King Who make up a heaven of our misery. A POISON-TREE. I WAS angry with my friend, I told my wrath, my wrath...with my foe, I told it not, my wrath did grow. And I water'd it in fears, Night and morning, with my tears, And I sunned it with smiles And with soft deceitful... | |
 | William Blake - 1874 - 194 หน้า
...And are gone to praise God and his Priest and King Who make up a heaven of our misery. A POISON-TREE. I WAS angry with my friend ; I told my wrath, my wrath...with my foe ; I told it not, my wrath did grow. And I water'd it in fears, Night and morning with my tears ; And I sunned it with smiles And with soft deceitful... | |
 | Gertrude Martineau - 1881 - 258 หน้า
...good. If you begin to suspect, have it out at once, clear up the mystery, and let there be none. " I was angry with my friend ; I told my wrath, my wrath...angry with my foe ; I told it not, my wrath did grow, I watered it both day and night," etc. BLAKE. Suspicion saps the root of every good feeling, like a... | |
 | Gertrude Martineau - 1881 - 216 หน้า
...good. If you begin to suspect, have it out at once, clear up the mystery, and let there le none. " I was angry with my friend ; I told my wrath, my wrath did eud : I was angry with my foe ; I told it not, my wrath did grow, I watered it both day and night,"... | |
 | William Blake - 1885 - 330 หน้า
...loud, Like a fiend hid in a cloud. Struggling in my father's hands Striving against my swaddling-bands, Bound and weary, I thought best To sulk upon my mother's...watered it in fears Night and morning with my tears, Night and morning with my tears, And I sunned it with smiles And with soft deceitful wiles. And it... | |
 | William Blake, Richard Herne Shepherd - 1887 - 224 หน้า
...are. gone to praise God and his Priest and King Who make up a heaven of our rnisery. A POISON-TREE. I WAS angry with my friend ; I told my wrath, my wrath did I was angry with my foe ; I told it not, my wrath did grow. And I water'd it in fears, Night and morning... | |
 | 1896 - 1224 หน้า
...you keep your state Heaven is pitched over you. d. FHAHCIS THOMPSON— A Carrier Sony. St. 4. ANGER. his black wings. t. TB ALDRICH— Day and Night. The long days are no happier than the ; 1 told it not, my wrath did grow. e. WM. BLAKE— Christian Forbearance. Nursing her wrath to keep... | |
 | Lady Georgiana Burne-Jones - 1904 - 388 หน้า
...came to friendship from this failure of cherished plans, for MacLaren's frankness proved the truth of I was angry with my friend, I told my wrath, my wrath did end. To the shrine of Rossetti at Blackfriars I was led for a short awestruck visit, of which I remember... | |
 | William Blake - 1905 - 260 หน้า
...where'er the rain does fall, Babe can never hunger there, Nor poverty the mind appal. A Poison Tree T WAS angry with my friend: I told my wrath, my wrath...with my foe : I told it not, my wrath did grow. And I water'd it in fears, Night and morning with my tears ; And I sunned it with smiles, And with soft deceitful... | |
 | William Blake - 1905 - 258 หน้า
...Babe can never hunger there, Nor poverty the mind appal. A Poison Tree T WAS angry with my friend: 1 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 and morning with my tears; And I sunned it with smiles, And with soft deceitful... | |
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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... 
