Songs of Innocence. The Little Boy Lost ‘Father! father! where are you going? O do not walk so fast. Speak, father, speak to your little boy, Or else I shall be lost.’ The night was dark, no father was there; The child was wet with dew; The mire was deep, and the child did weep, And away the vapour flew. |
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