Poem by William Blake

Songs of Experience. The Chimney Sweeper

A little black thing among the snow,
Crying! 'weep! weep!' in notes of woe!
'Where are thy father and mother?  Say!' -
'They are both gone up to the church to pray.

'Because I was happy upon the heath,
And smiled among the winter's snow,
They clothed me in the clothes of death,
And taught me to sing the notes of woe.

'And because I am happy and dance and sing,
They think they have done me no injury,
And are gone to praise God and His priest and king,
Who made up a heaven of our misery.'

1. The Two Songs
2. The Everlasting Gospel
3. Songs of Experience. The Little Girl Found
4. The Fairy
5. Three Things to Remember

Print

4047 Views

Last Poems

To Russian version