We came crying hither, Thou knowst, the first time that we smell the air We wawl and cry. When we are born, we cry, that we are come To this great stage of fools. Shakespeare.King Lear, Act IV. Scene 6. (The King to Gloster.)
And when I was born, I drew in the common air, and fell upon the earth, which is of like nature, and the first voice which I uttered was crying, as all others do. Wisdom of Solomon, Chap. vii. Ver. 3.
So runs my dream; but what am I? An infant crying in the night: An infant crying for the light, And with no language but a cry. Tennyson.In Memoriam, 53.