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