The Chimney-sweeper Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AABB CCDD EEFF GGHH IIJJ KLMN

When my mother died I was very youngA
And my father sold me while yet my tongueA
Could scarcely cry Weep weep weep weepB
So your chimneys I sweep and in soot I sleepB
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There's little Tom Dacre who cried when his headC
That curled like a lamb's back was shaved so I saidC
Hush Tom never mind it for when your head's bareD
You know that the soot cannot spoil your white hairD
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And so he was quiet and that very nightE
As Tom was a sleeping he had such a sightE
That thousands of sweepers Dick Joe Ned and JackF
Were all of them locked up in coffins of blackF
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And by came an angel who had a bright keyG
And he opened the coffins and let them all freeG
Then down a green plain leaping laughing they runH
And wash in a river and shine in the sunH
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Then naked and white all their bags left behindI
They rise upon clouds and sport in the windI
And the Angel told Tom if he'd be a good boyJ
He'd have God for his father and never want joyJ
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And so Tom awoke and we rose in the darkK
And got with our bags and our brushes to workL
Though the morning was cold Tom was happy and warmM
So if all do their duty they need not fear harmN

William Blake



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