The Sick Rose
Poems by William Blake


The Sick Rose - Poems William Blake

The Sick Rose

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.
- Rose Poem by William Blake


The fairest flower of them all,
I give to you as we part.
For you it is a Red Rose,
for me it is my heart.
- Unknown


They are not long,
the weeping and the laughter,
Love and desire and hate:
I think they
have no portion in us after
We pass the gate.
They are not long,
the days of wine and roses:
Out of a misty dream
Our path emerges for a while,
then closes
Within a dream.
- Poem by Ernest Dowson

The Language
Of Roses

Index

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The Sick Rose - Poems William Blake




 

Roses - The Language of Love All About Roses| Loves Rose Garden of Poetry| Asking For Roses Poems| The Rose Rose Poems Richard Lovelace| A Box of Roses - The symbol of Love| Red Roses For Rose - Story of Rose| A beautiful story about Rose The Rose - Poem by Heinrich Heine| Rose Quotes Beautiful Quotes About Roses| A Single Rose of Love| The Rose With Thorns - Inspirational Stories| My Pretty Rose Tree| The Red Rose Whispers of Passion| Meaning of Roses| Meaning of the Number of Roses| Meaning Of Wedding Flowers| The Story of Rose - Inspirational Stories| The Scent of Roses Rose Poems| Rose To The Living - Beautiful Inspirational Poems| Twisted Rose Rose Poems by Judith Pordon| The Rose in the Deeps of His Heart| When the Rose is Gone Rose Poems| When Roses Cease To Bloom Sir Rose Poems Emily Dickinson| The Sick Rose Rose Poems by William Blake| The Rose Family Poems by Robert Frost| Rose Pogonias Poems by Robert Frost| The Language of Flowers|