00:00Tiger, tiger, burning bright in the forests of the night, what immortal hand or eye could
00:12frame thy fearful symmetry?
00:16In what distant deeps or skies burnt the fire of thine eyes?
00:24On what wings dare he aspire? What the hand dare seize the fire? And what shoulder and what
00:34heart could twist the sinews of thy heart? And when thy heart began to beat, what dread
00:43hand, what dread feet? What the hammer, what the chain? In what furnace was thy brain?
00:54What the anvil, what dread grasp? Dare its deadly terrors clasp? When the stars threw down
01:03their spears and watered heaven with their tears? Did he smile his work to see? Did he
01:13who made the lamb make thee? Tiger, tiger, burning bright in the forests of the night, what
01:28immortal hand or eye dare frame thy fearful symmetry?
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