The Chimney Sweeper (Notebook)

‎  The Chimney Sweeper 

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 winter's [wind del.] 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 wrap themselves up in our misery. del.] "Who make up a heaven of our misery."

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