'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!
Joy is greatest innocence, so true, sweetest poem ever read 5 Stars full on Top for my favourite great Poet William Blake
'I happy am, Joy is my name.' Sweet joy befall thee! - sweetest poem; joy, pretty joy; joyous the surrounding is for the every new comer to the beautiful world; let's make it harmless ever joyous for the every infant ~
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Infant Joy? The joy of life?