William Blake

(28 November 1757 – 12 August 1827 / London)

My Pretty Rose Tree - Poem by William Blake

A flower was offered to me,
Such a flower as May never bore;
But I said 'I've a pretty rose tree,'
And I passed the sweet flower o'er.

Then I went to my pretty rose tree,
To tend her by day and by night;
But my rose turned away with jealousy,
And her thorns were my only delight.

Topic(s) of this poem: tree

Comments about My Pretty Rose Tree by William Blake

  • (11/23/2017 10:16:00 AM)

    my daughter participating poem completion and she read this poem.she was been asked the mean of this. (Report) Reply

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  • (6/21/2017 3:10:00 AM)

    whenever the rose becomes jealous and turns away, the thorns is the only thing accessible to the man. To me it represents what it feels like to be on the receiving end of jealousy. And how the pretty flower, which to me could mean temptation of some sort, is only prescribed as a flower, but what he has is a specific type, a rose. Idk why, but to me it tells me he knows exactly who he has at home. And he didn't seem that surprised nor angry as he mentions the jealousy. And he calls her My Rose. Even in jealousy that rose is his to tend to and care for. I love this poem! (Report) Reply

  • Susan Williams (3/15/2016 3:39:00 PM)

    I think The Rose Tree is about jealousy, the undeserved type. The man turns down the offer of a single....ummm... night, kiss, whatever... and goes home to his wife who offers him more satisfaction.. Unfortunately the wife is jealous that another woman has given him attention- perhaps because the man put himself into that situation. She turns away from him, giving him the cold shoulder and their marriage is damaged by a misunderstanding- or perhaps an understanding. (Report) Reply

  • Mohammed Asim Nehal (3/15/2016 2:00:00 PM)

    Superb Poem, Thanks for sharing...10 (Report) Reply

  • Rajnish Manga (3/15/2016 12:33:00 PM)

    Amazing composition. Short and sweet and nicely rhymed. Impressive personification. (Report) Reply

  • Akachukwu Lekwauwa (3/15/2016 9:00:00 AM)

    when your love is betrayed, beat your chest and say with Oscar Wilde 'my heart was made to be broken' (Report) Reply

  • Ramesh T A (3/15/2016 8:32:00 AM)

    The high encomium of his own rose tree Blake has made to one has created jealousy to his own rose tree is something fantastic to read! (Report) Reply

  • (3/15/2016 3:03:00 AM)

    The good flowers that makes up the joy.The great says the beauty of life. (Report) Reply

  • Edward Kofi Louis (3/15/2016 2:07:00 AM)

    Respect to nature! With the muse of love. Thanks for sharing. (Report) Reply

  • Moira Cameron (3/15/2016 1:07:00 AM)

    I love Blake's seeming simplicity. I never grow tired of reading his works. (Report) Reply

  • (1/1/2016 7:27:00 PM)

    .............wonderful poetry....I love the beautiful rose metaphor ★ (Report) Reply

  • Alisha Castle (12/28/2015 11:48:00 AM)

    pretty and well decorated poetry (Report) Reply

  • Rifqi Syahputra (10/22/2015 2:48:00 AM)

    i have a pretty rose tree (Report) Reply

  • Thembelihle Zungu (4/18/2015 10:24:00 AM)

    Short sweet and lovely (Report) Reply

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Read poems about / on: flower, rose, tree, night

Poem Submitted: Wednesday, May 9, 2001

Poem Edited: Tuesday, December 23, 2014

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