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The Chimney Sweeper When my mother died I was very young, And my father sold me while yet my tongue Could scarcely cry weep! weep! weep! weep! So your chimneys I sweep, and in soot I sleep. Theres little Tom Dacre, who cried when his head, That curled like a lambs back, was shaved: so I said, Hush, Tom! never mind it, for when your heads bare, You know that the soot cannot spoil your white hair. And so he was quiet; and that very night, As Tom was a-sleeping, he had such a sight, - That thousands of sweepers, Dick, Joe, Ned, and Jack, Were all of them locked up in coffins of black. And by came an angel who had a bright key, And he opened the coffins and set them all free; Then down a green plain leaping, laughing, they run, And wash in a river, and shine in the sun. Then naked and white, all their bags left behind, They rise upon clouds and sport in the wind; And the angel told Tom, if hed be a good boy, Hed have God for his father, and never want joy. And so Tom awoke; and we rose in the dark, And got with our bags and our brushes to work. Though the morning was cold, Tom was happy and warm; So if all do their duty they need not fear harm. William Blake (1757-1827) Songs of Innocence 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 winters 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. ---William Blake Songs of Experience Historical Background Queen Victoria Victorian Era The Reign of Queen Victoria (1837-1901) Children in the Victorian Era Children in Poor Family Children in Rich Family Children at Work Reading aloud Read Chapter 1 Read and think Retelling Chapter