When the voices of children are heard on the green

by William Blake

For works with similar titles, see Nurse's Song.

Notebook 23 - When the voices of children are heard on the green

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When the voices of children are heard on the green,
And whisperings are in the dale,
The [desires del.] days of my youth rise fresh in my mind,
My face turns green & pale.

Then come home, my children, the sun is gone down
And the dews of night arise;
Your spring & your day are wasted in play,
And your winter & night in disguise.