{"collection":"Northern European Mythology","html_url":"https://unchartedknowledge.5gfusion.net/browse/neu/eng/sie/sie18.htm","path":"neu/eng/sie/sie18.htm","source_url":"https://sacred-texts.com/neu/eng/sie/sie18.htm","text":"Songs of Innocence and of Experience, by William Blake, [1789-1794]\nWhen the voices of children are heard on the green\n And laughing is heard on the hill,\n My heart is at rest within my breast\n And everything else is still\nThen come home my children, the sun is gone down\n And the dews of night arise\n Come come leave off play, and let us away\n Till the morning appears in the skies\nNo no let us play, for it is yet day\n And we cannot go to sleep\n Besides in the sky, the little birds fly\n And the hills are all coverd with sheep\nWell well go & play till the light fades away\n And then go home to bed\n The little ones leaped & shouted & laugh\u2019d\n And all the hills ecchoed","title":"Songs of Innocence and of Experience: Songs of Innocence:...","type":"page"}