Schornsteinfegerschule

Schornsteinfegerschule

Was machst du?

Ich? Nichts. Aber ich habe einen guten Hut.

Guck mal hier

$135
(You can still get it for $29.)
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One Response to Schornsteinfegerschule

  1. Upscale says:

    “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 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.”

    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 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. ”

    “The Chimney Sweeper.” William Blake, Songs of Innocence & Experience

    In the public domain, of course. You can get a check it out on Project Gutenberg, too.

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