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Infant Joy
(28 November 1757 – 12 August 1827 / London)

Infant Joy

'I have no name;
I am but two days old.'
What shall I call thee?
'I happy am,
Joy is my name.'
Sweet joy befall thee!

Pretty joy!
Sweet joy, but two days old.
Sweet Joy I call thee:
Thou dost smile,
I sing the while;
Sweet joy befall thee!

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Sweet joy befall all...very cute joyful poem
Sweet.........so gentle
Pure. Innocent. Sweet. Made me smile as I read.
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