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The Schoolboy 'by William Blake

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I love to rise in a summer morn, When the birds sing on every tree;

The distant hunt man winds his horn,

And the skylark sings with me;

O what sweet company!

But to go to school in a summer morn,

O it drives all joy away!

Under a cruel eye outworn,

The little ones spend the day

In sighing and dismay.

Ah then at times I drooping sit, And spend many an anxious hour;

Nor in my book can I take delight,

Nor sit in learning's bower

Worn through with the dreary shower.

How can the bird that is born for joy

Sit in a cage and sing? How can a child, when fears annoy,

But droop his tender wing,

And forget his youthful spring

O father and mother if buds are nipped,

And blossoms blown away.

And if the tender plants are stripped

Of their joy in the springing day,

By sorrow and care's dismay,

How shall the summer arise in joy,

Or the summer fruits appear?

Or how shall we gather what griefs destroy,

Or bless the mellowing year,

When the bla sts of winter appear?

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