an almost accidental gathering of poets
 
   
 
 
William Blake
 (1794)
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.
   
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