Author William Blake The Angel that presided o'er my birth Said, 'Little creature, form'd of Joy and Mirth, 'Go love without the help of any Thing on Earth.' Tags angel birth joy love Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 Average: 3 (3 votes) Rate Reviews Post review No reviews yet. Log in or register to post comments