PreludeM. BucciThe Angel that presided o'er my birthSaid, "Little creature, form'd of Joy and Mirth,"Go love without the help of any Thing on Earth."
← LibraryM. Bucci · songPreludeSong 1 of 1lyrics: William BlakeAudio diction — free with sign-inTTS in 14 languages, loop passages, slow down lines.Sign in with GoogleSongPreludelyrics: William BlakeTheðəAngelˈeɪndʒəlthatðˈætpresidedpɹɪsˈaɪdɪdo'erˈɜːmymˈaɪbirthbˈɜːθSaidsˈɛd,"Littlelˈɪtəlcreaturekɹˈiːtʃɐ,formfˈɔːm'dofˈɒvJoydʒˈɔɪandˈændMirthmˈɜːθ,"GoɡˈəʊlovelˈʌvwithoutwɪðˈaʊttheðəhelphˈɛlpofˈɒvanyˈɛniThingθˈɪŋonˈɒnEarthˈɜːθ."