A Poison Tree
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- I was angry with my friend:
- I told my wrath, my wrath did end.
- I was angry with my foe:
- I told it not, my wrath did grow.
- And I watered it in fears
- Night and morning with my tears,
- And I sunnèd 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 it shine,
- And he knew that it was mine,—
- And into my garden stole
- When the night had veiled the pole;
- In the morning, glad, I see
- My foe outstretched beneath the tree.
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