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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 watered 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 behild it shine,

And he knew that it was mine.

And into my garden Stole,

When the night had veiled the pole;

In the morning glad I see;

My foe outstretched beneath the tree.

-William Blake (1794)

Taking Action for a Living Planet

Dreams

Hold fast to dreams

For if dreams die

Life is a broken-winged bird

That cannot fly.

Hold fast to dreams

For when dreams go

Life is a barren field

Frozen with snow

-Langston Hughes