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Holy Thursday — ’Twas on a holy Thursday, their innocent faces clean
by William Blake
A complete poem from Songs of Innocence and of Experience. Original wording and verse line breaks are preserved.
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’Twas on a holy Thursday, their innocent faces clean, The children walking two and two, in red, and blue, and green: Grey-headed beadles walked before, with wands as white as snow, Till into the high dome of Paul’s they like Thames waters flow. O what a multitude they seemed, these flowers of London town! Seated in companies they sit, with radiance all their own. The hum of multitudes was there, but multitudes of lambs, Thousands of little boys and girls raising their innocent hands.
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