“…(Blake, "The Chimney Sweeper", Experience, ll. [5][6][7][8] In both the poems we find the inhuman tortures of the master class showering upon the infants who, though "scarcely could cry weep", is forced to become expert in the art of sweeping the chimneys. It"s indeed very painful to visualize the "little black thing among the snow" in the Experience poem, whose parents seems to be "quite satisfied" with "it"s profession" and hence worships the diabolical trinity for the well being of their "earning child".…”