William Blake

(28 November 1757 – 12 August 1827 / London)

Infant Joy - Poem by William Blake

'I have no name;
I am but two days old.'
What shall I call thee?
'I happy am,
Joy is my name.'
Sweet joy befall thee!

Pretty joy!
Sweet joy, but two days old.
Sweet Joy I call thee:
Thou dost smile,
I sing the while;
Sweet joy befall thee!


Comments about Infant Joy by William Blake

  • Silver Star - 3,231 Points Walterrean Salley (3/30/2013 7:34:00 PM)

    Pure. Innocent. Sweet. Made me smile as I read. (Report) Reply

    8 person liked.
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  • Rookie Jiang Yunsheng (2/28/2008 1:44:00 AM)

    Infant Joy? The joy of life? (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, May 9, 2001

Poem Edited: Wednesday, May 9, 2001


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