1794 - Songs of Experience The Sick Rose by William Blake
O Rose, thou art sick!
The invisible worm,
That flies in the night,
In the howling storm,
Has
fo
und out thy bed
Of crimson joy;
And his dark secret love
Does thy life destroy.
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