FYI … TIGER TIGER BURNING BRIGHT : THE TABLES ARE ”TURNED” NOW
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THE LION GENERAL
What the hand
Dare seize the fire?
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William Blake. 1757–1827
The Tiger
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?
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Tangerine Dream. Tyger.
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Ohhh …This poem …so dear to my HEART …the awesome poet Blake … It is all LoVe … :)…and now off to the city …I have no poems for that …lol… 🙂
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they will never take tiger mtn
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The tables have turned …….
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“SLOW SLIDE SHOW OF JONI MITCHELL & HER CATS: Nietzsche, Pansy, Mojo and El Café off the Album, TAMING THE TIGER. =^..^= ”
~peacepatiger
The lyrics:
http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/jonimitchell/tamingthetiger.html
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