Text of the Poem | Infant Sorrow By William Blake | Eureka Study Aids

1. My mother groaned! my father wept. 

2. Into the dangerous world I leapt:

3. Helpless, naked, piping loud; 

4. Like a fiend hid in a cloud. 

5. Struggling in my fathers hands: 

6. Striving against my swaddling bands: 

7. Bound and weary I thought best

8. To sulk upon my mothers breast.