Infant Joy Poem by William Blake

Infant Joy

Rating: 3.1


'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!

Infant Joy
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Jiang Yunsheng 28 February 2008

Infant Joy? The joy of life?

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Walterrean Salley 30 March 2013

Pure. Innocent. Sweet. Made me smile as I read.

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Bruce Johnson 26 March 2018

Need one for squads in fortnite? Anyone down?

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Indira Renganathan 23 February 2017

Sweet joy befall all...very cute joyful poem

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Suryendu Chaudhury 26 September 2020

Infant joy. There can't be anything more to it.

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Sylvia Frances Chan 12 December 2021

CONGRATS as The Classic poem of the day.5 Stars full

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Sylvia Frances Chan 12 December 2021

Joy is greatest innocence, so true, sweetest poem ever read 5 Stars full on Top for my favourite great Poet William Blake

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Nabakishore Dash 12 December 2021

Innocent joy is the best joy.Nicely described.

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Mahtab Bangalee 12 December 2020

'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 ~

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Khairul Ahsan 12 December 2020

'Sweet joy befall thee! ' - And befall all of us!

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