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                                   THE TYGER
                           (From Songs of Experience)

                                by William Blake







şiElectronically Enhanced Text (c) Copyright 1996, World Library(R)
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                                 THE TYGER
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              Tyger! Tyger! burning bright
              In the forests of the night,
              What immortal hand or eye
              Could frame thy fearful symmetry?
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              In what distant deeps or skies
              Burnt the fire of thine eyes?
              On what wings dare he aspire?
              What the hand dare seize the fire?
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              And what shoulder, & what art,
              Could twist the sinews of thy heart?
              And when thy heart began to beat,
              What dread hand? & what dread feet?
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              What the hammer? what the chain?
              In what furnace was thy brain?
              What the anvil? what dread grasp
              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,
              Did he smile his work to see?
              Did he who made the Lamb make thee?
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              Tyger! Tyger! burning bright
              In the forests of the night,
              What immortal hand or eye
              Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?
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