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Re: ANTI-merge Tiger thread
so many races mixed up there.
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transferring to the pet(animal?) placeWhen its hot in the jungle of peace I go swimming in the ocean of love.....Comment
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Tiger, Tiger, burning bright
In di miggle of di night,
how dat poem goh again?
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so now wi hafi move it to poetry section ..chooWhen its hot in the jungle of peace I go swimming in the ocean of love.....Comment
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BOADWL @ this thread
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<div class="ubbcode-block"><div class="ubbcode-header">Originally Posted By: Peasie</div><div class="ubbcode-body">so many races mixed up there. </div></div>
haaaaa! good one! the tiger monika apt fi true
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<div class="ubbcode-block"><div class="ubbcode-header">Originally Posted By: Peasie</div><div class="ubbcode-body">Tiger, Tiger, burning bright
In di miggle of di night,
how dat poem goh again? </div></div>
wish i may, wish i might, wish the wish i wish tonight.
for some reason mi think two poem get mixup. tyger tyger...Comment
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oh
star light, star bright
first star i see tonightComment
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<span style="font-style: italic">yup
send this guh poetry</span>Comment
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The Tyger
by William Blake
Tyger! Tyger! 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 in 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 watered 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 or eye
Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?Comment
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I love this poem
. Tonks Meggie
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<div class="ubbcode-block"><div class="ubbcode-header">Originally Posted By: MGee</div><div class="ubbcode-body"> The Tyger
by William Blake
Tyger! Tyger! 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 in 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 watered 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 or eye
Dare frame thy fearful symmetry? </div></div>
Me have a feeling that this is the poem Tigahmama read to her son. It sort of describe him ways, no?Comment
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beautiful poemComment
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u know, i'm getting faintly uneasy memories reading that poem. i think i had to analyze it wan time and was completely lost. all mi member is the teacher said blake spelled "tyger" that way fi underline the specialness of the creature.
of course, now that mi have more sense i can see that it is a poem in which the magnificence of the tiger is testament to the talents of some higher power.
or some such.
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