Thursday, July 07, 2005

Sadness and Sympathy

Let's all hold those in London in our hearts today.

And the cycle of violence continues, and spreads, and infects. For the latest news, go read the Guardian. And for the enduring news, there's William Blake...

"A Poison Tree"

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 water'd it in fears,
Night & morning with my tears;
And I sunned it with my 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 veil'd the pole:
In the morning glad I see
My foe outstretch'd beneath the tree.


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