Heyy all!!! Guess what? I learned another poem!! This one's by William Blake. I hope you like it!
Tyger! Tyger! Burning bright
in the forests 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 did he aspire?
What the hand that sieze the fire?
And what shoulder, and what art,
could twist the sinews of thy hert?
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 throw 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?
I hope you liked it! These are very difficult, you know...you English people have too many words!!! Much luvs!! xoxoxo heart
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