Envy
Mary Lamb
1764 to 1847
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This rose-tree is not made to bear
The violet blue, nor lily fair,
Nor the sweet mignionet:
And this tree were discontent,
Or wished to change its bent,
It all in vain would fret.
And it fret, you would suppose
It ne’er had seen own red rose,
Nor after gentle shower
Had smelled its rose’s scent,
Or it could ne’er be
With its own pretty flower.
Like such a and senseless tree
As I’ve imagined this to be,
All envious persons are:
With care and culture all find
Some pretty flower in their own mind,
talent that is rare.