"The Chimney Sweeper"

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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! ”
So you chimneys I sweep, and I soot I sleep.

There’s little Tom Dacre, who cried when his dead,
That courl’d like a lamb’s back, was shau’d: so I said
“Hush, Tom! Never mind it, for when yours head’s bare
You know that the soot cannot spoil your white hair”

And so he was quiete , in that very night
As Tom was a-sleeping, he had such a sight!
That thousands of sweepers, Dick, Joe, Ned, and Jack,
Where all of them lock’d up in coffin’s of black.

And by came an Angel who had a bright key,
And he open’d the cpffins and set them all free;
The 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 he’d be a good boy,
He’d 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.
Tho’ the morning was cold, Tom was happy and warm;
So if all do their duty they need not fear harm.