THE children run and leap By a most heavenly hill. And I will give you the Keys of Heaven To use as you will. The keys are small and sweet; Gold keys from a girdle swung; The cowslip opens the Gates of Heaven To the pure and the young. The children are gold and white— Gold heads the mothers have kissed; The children carry the Keys of Heaven Swung at the wrist. Children, why would ye go? Here is a heavenly land. The children swinging the Keys of Heaven Slip from your hand. Is it not Heaven enough Here for a little while? The children kissing the Keys of Heaven Listen and smile. The children are white as snow; They walk in gold to their knees; The children who hold the Keys of Heaven Go where they please. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A CRADLE SONG by WILLIAM BLAKE THE PARADOX by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR SHERMAN'S IN SAVANNAH [DECEMBER 22, 1864] by OLIVER WENDELL HOLMES THE WIDOW AT WINDSOR by RUDYARD KIPLING DIVINA COMMEDIA (INTRODUCTORY POEMS): 1 by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW SONGS by RICHARD HENRY STODDARD A JEWISH FAMILY; IN A SMALL VALLEY OPPOSITE ST. GOAR by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH |