William Blake - On Anothers Sorrow lyrics

Can I see anothers woe And not be in sorrow too? Can I see anothers grief And not seek for kind relief Can I see a falling tear And not feel my sorrows share Can a father see his child Weep, nor be with sorrow fill'd Can a mother sit and hear An infant groan an infant fear No no never can it be Never never can it be And can he who smiles on all Hear the wren with sorrows small Hear the small bird's grief & care Hear the woes that infants bear And not sit beside the nest Pouring pity in their breast And not sit the cradle near Weeping tear on infant's tear And not sit both night & day Wiping all our tears away O! no never can it be Never never can it be He doth give his joy to all He becomes an infant small He becomes a man of woe He doth feel the sorrow too Think not. thou canst sigh a sigh And thy maker is not by Think not, thou canst weep a tear And thy maker is not near O! he gives to us his joy That our grief he may destroy Till our grief is fled & gone He doth sit by us and moan