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.
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Where these words come from
- 95% sureThese words were traced back to where they first appeared. That source is listed below.
- A Poison Tree, Songs of Experience (1794), opening stanza; Complete first stanza contrasting expressed anger toward a friend with concealed anger toward an enemy. Full poem read, including its cautionary ending; public domain.
- A Poison Tree, Songs of Experience (1794), opening stanza
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