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Blake,
William
An English poet, painter, and printmaker.. English painter poet and printmaker
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Infant Sorrow
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Written by:
William
Blake
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My mother groand! my father wept,
Into the dangerous world I leapt:
Helpless, naked, piping loud:
Like a fiend hid in a cloud.
Struggling in my fathers hands:
Striving against my swaddling bands:
Bound and weary I thought best
To sulk upon my mother's breast.
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