Here is the poem; please post your critical thoughts! (well done AO1 for getting there first)
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.
To enhance your reading of the poem, please look closely at this annotated bibliography, which gives you a quick route through some of the key critical ideas about he poem. We looked at some of the major ideas last lesson, but this site has many more.
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