Tuesday, December 24, 2013

Clouds of Christmas Eve Morning



Piping down the valleys wild,
Piping songs of pleasant glee,
On a cloud I saw a child,
And he laughing said to me:

"Pipe a song about a Lamb."
So I piped with merry cheer;
"Piper, pipe that song again."
So I piped; he wept to hear.

           Songs of Innocence [1789 - 1790]
           Introduction, st.1,  2
         
           William Blake 1757 - 1827


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