讲解见课文: The Tyger
Tiger, tiger, burning bright
In the forest 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
watered 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?