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In what distant deeps or skies
Burnt the fire of your eyes
On what wings dare he aspire
What the hand dare seize the fire

And whose arm and what an art
Cold frame the sinews of your heart
And when your heart began to beat
What dread hand, what terrible feet

Tiger. Tiger burnin' bright
In the dark, black forests of the night

What never dying hand or eye
Could frame your fearful body up in the sky

What the hammer and what the chain
In what furnace was your brain ?
What the anvil ? What dread grasp
Dare its deadly terrors clasp

When the stars throw down their spears
And watered heaven with their fears
Did he smile ? When he saw his work
Who also created the lamb

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