<h3><SPAN name="39">INFANT SORROW</SPAN></h3>
My mother groaned, my father wept:<br/>
Into the dangerous world I leapt,<br/>
Helpless, naked, piping loud,<br/>
Like a fiend hid in a cloud.
<br/><br/>Struggling in my father’s hands,<br/>
Striving against my swaddling bands,<br/>
Bound and weary, I thought best<br/>
To sulk upon my mother’s breast.
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