The Sick Rose – a poem by William Blake

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.

William Blake

One of the earliest classic poems I read as a youngster doing voice coaching. I hope you enjoyed it!

So what was the earliest poem you can remember reading?

Best wishes

Lis Goodwin – your voice coach

www.gloriousvoicecoaching.com

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