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.

by William Blake

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Great poem! Though I don't want to subscribe the feminist interpretation of it.
Nice video
This one is good poem for kids
my daughter participating poem completion and she read this poem.she was been asked the mean of this.
whenever the rose becomes jealous and turns away, the thorns is the only thing accessible to the man. To me it represents what it feels like to be on the receiving end of jealousy. And how the pretty flower, which to me could mean temptation of some sort, is only prescribed as a flower, but what he has is a specific type, a rose. Idk why, but to me it tells me he knows exactly who he has at home. And he didn't seem that surprised nor angry as he mentions the jealousy. And he calls her My Rose. Even in jealousy that rose is his to tend to and care for. I love this poem!
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