The first line of the poem “The Tiger,” from Songs of Experience, by William Blake. The first stanza reads: Tiger! Tiger! burning brightIn the forests of the night, What immortal hand or eye Could frame thy fearful symmetry?
The first line of the poem “The Tiger,” from Songs of Experience, by William Blake. The first stanza reads: Tiger! Tiger! burning brightIn the forests of the night, What immortal hand or eye Could frame thy fearful symmetry?