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.
When nations grow old, the arts grow cold and commerce settles on every tree.
When Sir Joshua Reynolds died / All Nature was degraded; / The King dropped a tear in the Queen's ear, / And all his pictures faded.
When the doors of perception are cleansed, man will see things as they truly are, infinite.
When the green woods laugh with the voice of joy.
When the stars threw down their spears, / And watered heaven with their tears, / Did he smile his work to see? / Did he who made the Lamb make thee?
When the sun rises, do you not see a round disc of fire somewhat like a guinea? O no, no, I see an innumerable company of the heavenly host crying "Holy, Holy, Holy is the Lord God Almighty."
When the voices of children are heard on the green, / And laughing is heard on the hill, / My heart is at rest within my breast, / And everything else is still.
Where man is not, nature is barren.
Where Mercy, Love, and Pity dwellThere God is dwelling too.
Where Mercy, Love, and Pity dwellThere God is dwelling too.
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