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Tyger! Tyger! burning bright
In the forest of the night
What immortal hand or eye
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?
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?
And What shoulder, and what art,
Could twist the sinews of thy heart?
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
Dare its deadly terrors clasp?
When the stars threw down their spears,
And watered heaven with their tears,
Did he smile his work to see?
Did he who made the lamb make thee?
Tyger! Tyger! burning bright
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?
William Blake
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. Watson (12/4/2011 8:33:00 PM)
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it is talking about how can God have made such a fearsome beast as the tigerbut also have made the lamb
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Glenn Baker (3/9/2011 12:11:00 PM)
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A great and unique voice extolling the wonders of creation. There is not much to match this.
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Miroslava Odalovic (7/4/2010 2:23:00 PM)
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The first two lines like a baby song introducing the greatest puzzles of creation. Unbelieveble contrast.
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JOSEPH POEWHIT (7/4/2010 7:52:00 AM)
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Words with power of expression, bringing to life the majesty of a fearful creature.
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Manonton Dalan (7/4/2010 2:35:00 AM)
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he is having a good time...i'm wondering
what fear strikes him...was it the spears
from heaven...definitely not tiger.
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Ramesh T A (7/4/2010 2:06:00 AM)
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The creation of tiger by immortal hand is like tiger ferociously written poem covers the heart and mind of all!
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Melody Lymex (7/1/2010 6:43:00 PM)
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I thought this poem was a fantastic piece by William Blake! Some phrases are still a mystery to me but I understood most of it.
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Sarun V.s (7/4/2009 9:28:00 PM)
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its also a song of despair...he believed that god would save them from the cruel and powerful hands of tiger(owners) .but that didn't happened...all the hope went in vain..if god cant control them, surely he is not the creater of them..this disbelief came from utter misery they suffered, we must understand..
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Sarun V.s (7/4/2009 9:22:00 PM)
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YOU cannot say this is just a childish poetry by just seeing the rythm and rhymes..go deep into it.he wrote this at the time of industrialisation..
those days workers are exploited by the owners..
Tiger here is reffered to the powerful capialist owners and the lamb the helpless workers..he can't agree of the fact that both of them where created by same hands..he says if god creates the lamb(workers) , defintely the the cruel and powerful tiger(owners) are created by devil's dark hands.
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