Infant Joy -

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!
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