by William Blake (1757 - 1827)

When the voices of children are heard on...
Language: English 
When the voices of children are heard on the green 
And whisp'rings are in the dale, 
The days of my youth rise fresh in my mind, 
My face turns green and pale. 

Then come home, my children, the sun is gone down, 
And the dews of night arise; 
Your spring & your day are wasted in play, 
And your winter and night in disguise.

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Researcher for this text: Ahmed E. Ismail

This text was added to the website: 2005-01-17
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Word count: 64