Songs of Innocence and of Experience (1826)/Songs of Experience/The Chimney Sweeper
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A little black thing among the snow:
Crying weep, weep, in notes of woe!
Where are thy father & mother? say?
They are both gone up to the church to pray.
Because I was happy upon the heath,
And smil'd among the winters snow:
They clothed me in the clothes of death,
And taught me to sing the notes of woe.
And because I am happy & dance & sing,
They think they have done me no injury:
And are gone to praise God & his Priest & King,
Who make up a heaven of our misery.
This work was published before January 1, 1929, and is in the public domain worldwide because the author died at least 100 years ago.
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