William Stanley Braithwaite, ed. The Book of Georgian Verse. 1909.
My Pretty Rose-treeWilliam Blake (17571827)
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Such a flower as May never bore;
But I said, ‘I’ve a Pretty Rose-tree,’
And I passèd the sweet flower o’er.
To tend her by day and by night,
But my Rose turn’d away with jealousy,
And her thorns were my only delight.