Infant Sorrow

Emily Loizeau

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My mother groan'd! My father wept
Into the dangerous world I leapt
Helpless, naked, piping loud
Like a fiend hid in a cloud

Struggling in my father's hands
Striving against my swaddling bands
Bound and weary I thought best
To sulk upon my mother's breast

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Ouh
Infant sorrow
Ouh
Infant sorrow

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Composition: William Blake and Emily Loizeau

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