THIS IS THE POEM:
A flower was offered to me,
Such a flower as May never bore;
But I said, 'I've a pretty rose tree,'
And I passed the sweet flower o'er!.
Then I went to my pretty rose tree,
To tend her by day and by night;
But my rose turned away with jealousy,
And her thorns were my only delight!.
i just need some help with analyzn!.!.i know its preti straight forward but i would like to have other peoples views on the analysis of this poem!.
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