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
i think this poem talks about industrial revelution the rose seems weak the worm seema strong.
Posted by: samah arqaiq at November 28, 2003 09:31 PMI have been studieing The Sick Rose at school and have figuered that it is a sexual act the worm is a pennis and the worm is a woman and she looses her viginity
Posted by: miss at June 11, 2004 10:34 AM