Poems of William Blake

      Sound the flute! 
      Now it’s mute! 
      Bird’s delight,
      Day and night,
      Nightingale,
      In the dale,
      Lark in sky,—­
      Merrily,
 Merrily merrily, to welcome in the year.

      Little boy,
      Full of joy;
      Little girl,
      Sweet and small;
      Cock does crow,
      So do you;
      Merry voice,
      Infant noise;
 Merrily, merrily, to welcome in the year.

      Little lamb,
      Here I am;
      Come and lick
      My white neck;
      Let me pull
      Your soft wool;
      Let me kiss
      Your soft face;
 Merrily, merrily, to welcome in the year.