{"collection":"Northern European Mythology","html_url":"https://unchartedknowledge.5gfusion.net/browse/neu/eng/sie/sie29.htm","path":"neu/eng/sie/sie29.htm","source_url":"https://sacred-texts.com/neu/eng/sie/sie29.htm","text":"Songs of Innocence and of Experience, by William Blake, [1789-1794]\nA little black thing among the snow:\n Crying weep, weep, in notes of woe!\n Where are thy father & mother? say?\n They are both gone up to the church to pray.\nBecause I was happy upon the heath,\n And smil\u2019d among the winters snow:\n They clothed me in the clothes of death,\n And taught me to sing the notes of woe.\nAnd because I am happy, & dance & sing,\n They think they have done me no injury:\n And are gone to praise God & his Priest & King\n Who make up a heaven of our misery.","title":"Songs of Innocence and of Experience: Songs of Experience...","type":"page"}