Infant Joy

William Blake

 "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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