Friday, September 3
A Moment of William Blake
The Sick Rose
William Blake
(1794)
"O
Rose
, thou art
sick
.
The invisible worm
That flies in the night
In the howling storm
Has found out they bed
Of
crimson
joy,
And his dark secret love
Does thy life
destroy
."
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