1st reading:[1]
[The Tyger][2]
Tyger, Tyger, burning bright
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand [or del.] & eye.
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?
Burnt in distant deeps or skies.
The cruel fire of thine eyes?
Could heart descend or wings aspire?
What the hand, dare sieze the fire?
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?
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?
Tyger, Tyger, burning bright
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand & eye.
Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?
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2nd reading:[3]
[THE TYGER][4]
Tyger Tyger burning bright
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand [or] & eye
Could frame thy fearful symmetry
Burnt in distant deeps or skies
The cruel fire of thine eyes
Could heart descend or wings aspire
What the hand dare sieze the fire
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
When the stars threw down their spears
And waterd 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 & eye
Dare frame thy fearful symmetry
________