A Poison Tree

Lyrics

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 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