William Blake, Infant Joy, From the Songs of Innocence, 1789.
‘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!
Pity, c. 1795 by William Blake.
From Shakespeare’s Macbeth, Act I, Scene VII when Macbeth what would happen after Duncan is murdered “And pity, like a naked new-born babe, Striding the blast, or heaven’s cherubim, horsed Upon the sightless couriers of the air.”
Blake’s unique style developed from his training as an illustrator and his unbounded imagination.
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