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" When my mother died I was very young, And my father sold me while yet my tongue Could scarcely cry  "
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...to love it, because he knew that God did too. Here are some lines of his upon THE CHIMJTEY-SWEEPER. When my mother died I was very young, And my father...tongue Could scarcely cry, " 'weep, 'weep ! 'weep, 'weep ! " So your chimneys I sweep, and in soot I sleep. There's little Tom Dacre, who cried when his...

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...Mr. Charles Lamb, from a very rare and curioui little work, Mr. Blake's " Songs of Innocence." AVhen my mother died I was very young, And my father sold...me, while yet my tongue Could scarcely cry, " Weep I weep 1 weep !" So your chimnies I sweep, and in soot I sleep. There's little Tom Toddy, who cried...

The Lives of the Most Eminent British Painters, Sculptors, and ..., المجلد 2

Allan Cunningham - 1830 - عدد الصفحات: 374
...hear." Another song, called " The Chimney Sweeper," is rude enough truly, but yet not without pathos. " When my mother died I was very young, And my father...scarcely cry — weep ! weep ! weep ! So your chimneys I clean and in soot I sleep. There's little Tom Dacre, who cried when his head, That curl'd like a lamb's...

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William Hone - 1830 - عدد الصفحات: 868
...Communicated by Mr. Charles Lamb, from a very rare and curioiu little work, Mr. Blake's " Songs of Innocence." When my mother died I was very young, And my father...my tongue Could scarcely cry, " Weep ! weep ! weep 1" So your chimnies I sweep, and in soot I sleep. There's little Tom Toddy, who cried when his head,...

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William Hone - 1837 - عدد الصفحات: 936
...Communicated by Mr. Charles Lamb, from a very rare and curioiu little work, Mr. Blake's " Songs of Innocence." When my mother died I was very young, And my father...me, while yet my tongue Could scarcely cry, " Weep I weep ! weep !" So your chimnies I sweep, and in soot I slt-ep. There's little Tom Toddy, who cried...

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William Hone - 1837 - عدد الصفحات: 874
...Conmniiicatcd by Mr. Charles Lamb, from a very rare omd mriout little work, Mr. Blake's " Songs of Innocence." When my mother died I was very young, And my father...me, while yet my tongue Could scarcely cry, " Weep ! weep'l weep I" So your rhimnies I sweep, and in soot I sleep. . There's little Tom Toddy, who cried...

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1846 - عدد الصفحات: 302
...the stones ; Tho' a pauper, he's one whom his Maker yet owns ! THE CHIMNEY-SWEEPER. RY WILLIAM BLARE. When my mother died, I was very young, And my father...yet my tongue Could scarcely cry, "weep! weep! weep! weep!" So your chimneys I sweep, and in soot I sleep. There's little Tom Dacre, who cried when his...

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William Hone - 1859 - عدد الصفحات: 880
...from a very rare unit turioiu little U>UT!\ Mr. Blake's " Songs of Innocence " When my mother died J was very young, And my father sold me, while yet my tongue Could scarcely cry, " Weep ! weep 1 weep !" So your chimnies I sweep, and in soot I sleep. There's little Tom Toddy, who cried when his...

Town and Forest

Anne Manning - 1860 - عدد الصفحات: 320
...poor half-crazy Blake, the artist, write his pathetic little poem of " The Chimney Sweep : " — " When my mother died I was very young, And my father sold me while yet my tongue Could scarcely call out, ' 'Weep, 'weep, 'weep ; ' So your chimneys I clean, and on soot I sleep. "There's little...

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...Under leaves so green A happy blossom Hears you sobbing, sobbing, Pretty, pretty robin, Near my bosom. THE CHIMNEY-SWEEPER. WHEN my mother died I was very...my tongue Could scarcely cry, ' Weep ! weep ! weep ! weep ! ' So your chimneys I sweep, and in soot I sleep. There's little Tom Dacre, who cried when...




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