Friday, February 17, 2017

Poem of the Day: 'The Little Boy Lost' by William Blake

‘Father! father! where are you going?
O do not walk so fast.
Speak, father, speak to your little boy,
Or else I shall be lost.’

The night was dark, no father was there;
The child was wet with dew;
The mire was deep, and the child did weep,
And away the vapour flew.
William Blake, Songs of Innocence, 1789 

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