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"A Poison Tree"

English 10 - Poetry Presentation
by

Patricia Barcus

on 1 December 2016

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Transcript of "A Poison Tree"

Vocabulary
Rhythm ,Meter & Rhyme
Other Sound Devices
Tone &
Theme

Figurative
Language

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 beheld 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.
"A Poison Tree"
By: William Blake

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 beheld 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.
Wrath
- Strong, vengeful anger
Foe
- An enemy
Wiles
- Tricks
Pole
- Polaris (North star)
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 beheld 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.
Metaphor
- Increasing anger -> Plant

growing
Metaphor
-
Anger -> Apple
Metaphor

- Place in your mind where anger is stored -> Garden
Imagery
Personification

- Night covering up a star
I
was
an
gry
with
my
friend
;

A
I
told
my
wrath
, my
wrath
did
end
.
A
I
was
an
gry
with
my
foe
:
B
I
told
it
not
, my
wrath
did
grow
.
B

And
I
wa
tered
it
in
fears
,
Night
a
nd
mor
ning 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 beheld it shine,
And he knew that it was mine.

And
in
to
my
gar
den
stole.
When
the
night
had
veiled the pole;
In the morning glad I see,
My
foe
out
stretched
be
neath
the
tree
.
Stressed
Unstressed
Couplets
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
s
unned it with
s
mile
s
,
And with
s
oft de
c
eitful wile
s
.

And it grew both day and night,
Till it bore an apple bright.
And my foe beheld 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.
Repetition

Alliteration
Consonance
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 beheld 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
.
Vengeful

Talking about feelings
is the best way
to deal with them.
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