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The chimney sweeper

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The poem describes the life of a young chimney sweep who was sold into servitude by his father after his mother died. He works all day sweeping chimneys and sleeping in soot. The poem takes a turn when the sweep, Tom Dacre, has a dream that he and other sweeps are freed from their coffins by an angel and taken to a green plain where they can play freely. Tom is told that if he remains good, he will have God as his father and never want for joy. He awakens happy despite the cold morning, reassured of his future happiness if he continues to work hard.

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The Chimney Sweeper (Songs of Innocence) William Blake Julieta Olarte Sof¨ªa Ram¨ªrez Mar¨ªa Camila Prieto
I STANZA When my mother died I was very young And my father sold me while yet my tongue Could scarcely cry ¡°weep!Weep! Weep!¡± So your chimneys I sweep, and in soot I sleep a b a b
II STANZA There¡¯s little Tom Dacre, who cried when his head, That could like a lamb?s back, was shaved: so I said ¡°Hush, Tom! never mind it, for when your head¡¯s bare You know that the soot cannot spoil your white hair¡± c c d d
III STANZA 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. a a b b
IV STANZA 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. c c d d
V STANZA 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. a a b b
VI STANZA 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. c c d d

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The chimney sweeper

  • 1. The Chimney Sweeper (Songs of Innocence) William Blake Julieta Olarte Sof¨ªa Ram¨ªrez Mar¨ªa Camila Prieto
  • 2. I STANZA When my mother died I was very young And my father sold me while yet my tongue Could scarcely cry ¡°weep!Weep! Weep!¡± So your chimneys I sweep, and in soot I sleep a b a b
  • 3. II STANZA There¡¯s little Tom Dacre, who cried when his head, That could like a lamb?s back, was shaved: so I said ¡°Hush, Tom! never mind it, for when your head¡¯s bare You know that the soot cannot spoil your white hair¡± c c d d
  • 4. III STANZA 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. a a b b
  • 5. IV STANZA 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. c c d d
  • 6. V STANZA 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. a a b b
  • 7. VI STANZA 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. c c d d