A masterpiece by William Blake
O Rose thou art sick.
The invisible worm,
That flies in the night
In the howling storm: Has found out thy bed
Of crimson joy:
And his dark secret love
Does thy life destroy.
———
William Blake
O Rose thou art sick.
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