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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 water'd it in fears, night & morning with my tears; and I sunned it with my 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
poison tree- william blake
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Friday, February 19, 2010
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Hi guys,
I'm just going to give you one Qn for this poem. and we'll use it as a spring board for our discussion
Qn 1.
What do you think this poem is about?
Discuss the theme, tone, structure and literary terms used in this poem.
Till we meet again.
Toodles
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signed off at 8:55 AM
