William Blake

(28 November 1757 – 12 August 1827 / London)

A Poison Tree - Poem by William Blake

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 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 veiled the pole;
In the morning glad I see
My foe outstretched beneath the tree.

Topic(s) of this poem: tree

Comments about A Poison Tree by William Blake

  • (10/8/2018 4:00:00 PM)

    What year was this written (Report) Reply

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  • (9/22/2018 8:31:00 PM)

    I could teach this poem well in my class to all my students (Report) Reply

  • (9/8/2018 4:25:00 PM)

    Heart touching (Report) Reply

  • Bijay Kant Dubey (9/4/2018 5:33:00 AM)

    Under the poison tree, let it go the poison of living, discard you your venom. It is but the nature of the scorpion to sting and bite but that of the saint to forget and forgive as the things are in Leo Tolstoy's Three questions too. Enmity will breed enmity, hatred will hatred. Blake is trying to defuse the tension. Poison is for to be thrown off, not to be injected. God behaviour and mild undertaking can change it all even if the the situation is acrimonious and hostile. (Report) Reply

  • (9/4/2018 3:46:00 AM)

    Am yet to know Blake's poem...... But sure will like it

    U'll never get to knw
    Y d sun shines in d day
    U'll never get to knw
    Y d star n d moon brightens d night
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  • (8/26/2018 12:32:00 PM)

    Metaphorically the FOE could be; a person, a puzzle, an illness or even death. Genius! Love the Poem, (Report) Reply

  • Petals Azureblue (8/11/2018 8:35:00 PM)

    Revenge may seem sweet at first, but later dastardly deeds will the conscience depriving of peace. (Report) Reply

  • (8/7/2018 7:12:00 AM)

    Nice poem (Report) Reply

  • (7/22/2018 3:46:00 PM)

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    Yes thank you for saying fuck you . It’s like one of the most existential cries for help. Already Reported Reply

  • (7/9/2018 8:24:00 PM)

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    Fuck you Already Reported Reply

  • (7/4/2018 1:09:00 PM)

    Sublime. (Report) Reply

  • Sheikh Shadi Marjan (7/2/2018 9:12:00 AM)

    William Blake my favourite poet, his poem always deeply, and high thougtful..................... (Report) Reply

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  • (6/3/2018 2:45:00 PM)

    Beautiful muse (Report) Reply

  • Britte Ninad (5/29/2018 10:07:00 PM)

    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

    poisonous lines!
    (Report) Reply

  • (5/28/2018 5:43:00 PM)

    I feel like it would make more sense if it was In the morning ambivalent I see, since the death is supposedly symbolizing a negative consequence of bottled emotion exploding. (Report) Reply

  • (5/24/2018 11:13:00 PM)

    Love it , its my favourite poem (Report) Reply

  • (5/21/2018 9:20:00 AM)

    Savage memes ha ha ye ye yeet (Report) Reply

  • (5/21/2018 9:16:00 AM)

    hi this is so wird (Report) Reply

  • Lungelo S Mbuyazi (5/19/2018 1:41:00 AM)

    Wow! Imaginative, full of emotions and expression....10++++ (Report) Reply

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Read poems about / on: tree, friend, night, smile, water, fear

Poem Submitted: Wednesday, May 9, 2001

Poem Edited: Tuesday, December 23, 2014

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