Still Life with Vase and Lavender
"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."
... Wm Blake