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The Chimney Sweeper
Transcript of The Chimney Sweeper
His father could only afford to give William enough schooling for the basics of reading and writing.
Worked as an engraver for his entire life, etching his poems and drawings onto stone.
Unfortunately, his work wasn't acknowledged, and Blake was driven into severe depression for many years.
Blake died at the age of 69 on August 12th, 1827, and is buried in an unmarked grave. 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! 'weep!"
So your chimneys I sweep and in soot I sleep.
There's little Tom Dacre, who cried when his head,
That curled like a lambs 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." 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.
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. Then naked and white, all their bags left behind,
They rise upon the 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.
Though the morning was cold, Tom was happy and warm;
So if all do their duty they need not fear harm. Rhyme Scheme In this poem, the rhyme scheme is AABB, or a
series of rhyming couplets. This is shown through the poem below. Poetic Devices Alliteration: "...I sweep and in soot I sleep" (Repetition of "s")
"...a-sleeping, he had such a sight!" (Repetition of "s")
Onomatopoeia: "Hush, Tom!"
Simile: "...like a lambs back, was shaved;"
Hyperbole: "That thousands of sweepers..."
Angel with a bright key
Bags left behind Analysis of the Poem 18th century England.
Most likely describing London England, which is where he was born and raised.
Gives the idea of an old, dirty, dark brick building, as it is night time when this memory is recounted.
Sleeping next to the chimneys they sweep. Questions? Diction: "So your chimneys I sweep and in soot I sleep." Central theme is the conversion from innocence to experience.
Uses light and darkness to display this theme.
Written in Trochaic Hexameter. Each line has four long stressed syllables, followed by a short unstressed one. Setting