The Chimney Sweeper - Songs of Innocence | Summary & Analysis
When my mother died I was very young, And my father sold me while yet my tongue Could …
When my mother died I was very young, And my father sold me while yet my tongue Could …
Bent double, like old beggars under sacks, Knock-kneed, coughing like hags, we cursed …
My mistress‟ eyes are nothing like the sun; Coral is far more red than her lips‟ red; …
Beside the ungathered rice he lay, His sickle in his hand; His breast was bare, his ma…