I was angry with my friend:difficult to understand right? at least for sec ones.
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 & 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 it shine,
And he knew that it was mine,
And into my garden stole
When the night had veil'd the pole:
In the morning glad I see
My foe outstretch'd beneath the tree.
-- William Blake
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and we found out that mrs sharon tobias set the paper. she only teaches 1e1 lit. shes too-bias. x)
lol. lazy to blog, sorry. byeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee