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Jazlyn Frost

6 April, 22:41

Review the metaphor.

I was angry with my foe:

I told it not, my wrath did grow.

And I water'd it in fears,

Night and 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,

Which best explains the meaning created by the metaphor?

The speaker's anger grew bigger than a tree.

The speaker thinks preserving the natural world is more important than holding a grudge.

The speaker nurtured his anger as one would nurture a tree.

The speaker's foe tried to harm his prized tree.