William Stanley Braithwaite, ed. The Book of Georgian Verse. 1909.
Infant SorrowWilliam Blake (17571827)
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Into the dangerous world I leapt;
Helpless, naked, piping loud,
Like a fiend hid in a cloud.
Striving against my swaddling-bands,
Bound and weary, I thought best
To sulk upon my mother’s breast.