Morre William Blake

Escritor e pintor inglês, William Blake faleceu neste dia há 181 anos...

My Pretty Rose Tree

A flower was offered to me,
Such a flower as May never bore
But I said I've a pretty rose tree,
And I passed the sweet flower o'er.

Then I went to my pretty rose tree
To tend her by day and by night;
But my rose turned away with jealousy
And her thorns were my only delight.