The Tiger
TIGER, tiger, burning bright
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In the forests of the night,
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What immortal hand or eye
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Could frame thy fearful symmetry?
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In what distant deeps or skies 5
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Burnt the fire of thine eyes?
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On what wings dare he aspire?
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What the hand dare seize the fire?
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And what shoulder and what art
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Could twist the sinews of thy heart? 10
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And when thy heart began to beat,
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What dread hand and what dread feet?
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What the hammer? what the chain?
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In what furnace was thy brain?
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What the anvil? What dread grasp 15
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Dare its deadly terrors clasp?
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When the stars threw down their spears,
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And water'd heaven with their tears,
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Did He smile His work to see?
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Did He who made the lamb make thee? 20
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Tiger, tiger, burning bright
*
In the forests of the night,
*
What immortal hand or eye
*
Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?
***
TIGER, tiger, burning bright
*
In the forests of the night,
*
What immortal hand or eye
*
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?
***
In what distant deeps or skies 5
*
Burnt the fire of thine eyes?
*
On what wings dare he aspire?
*
What the hand dare seize the fire?
***
And what shoulder and what art
*
Could twist the sinews of thy heart? 10
*
And when thy heart began to beat,
*
What dread hand and what dread feet?
***
What the hammer? what the chain?
*
In what furnace was thy brain?
*
What the anvil? What dread grasp 15
*
Dare its deadly terrors clasp?
***
When the stars threw down their spears,
*
And water'd heaven with their tears,
*
Did He smile His work to see?
*
Did He who made the lamb make thee? 20
***
Tiger, tiger, burning bright
*
In the forests of the night,
*
What immortal hand or eye
*
Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?
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