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Poem Analysis of William Blake's 'The Tyger'

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Poem: The Tiger, William Blake (1757-1827)

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 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 water'd heaven with their tears, Did He smile His work to see? Did He who made the lamb make thee? Tiger, tiger, burning bright In the forests of the night, What immortal hand or eye Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?

William Blake (1757-1827) was an English poet, painter, and printer who was largely ignored during his time, but is now considered to be one of the seminal figures in British romantic poetry. Blake not only produced poems, but also drawings and paintings that explored a rather unconventional side of the psychology of the mind and human existence. I was drawn to his irreverence, the fact that he was writing as if he lived in the contemporary world rather than the world of the late 18th century, and felt free to comment on themes that stretch the imagination. I remembered his name from Thomas Harris' book and then movie, Red Dragon, and wanted to see what ideas he had.

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