'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.
I am busy working to bring William Blake's "The Little Boy Lost" to life through some unique musical arrangements and will have a full analysis of the poem here for you later.
In the meantime, I invite you to explore the poem's themes, structure, and meaning. You can also check out the gallery for other musical arrangements or learn more about William Blake's life and contributions to literature.
Check back soon to experience how "The Little Boy Lost" transforms when verse meets melody—a unique journey that makes poetry accessible, engaging, and profoundly moving in new ways.