Songs of Innocence — The Little Boy Lost
Songs of Innocence — The Little Boy Lost
William Blake
"Father, father, where are you going?
Oh 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.
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