Текст песни Уильям Блейк - Тигр
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Ты горишь в ночных лесах.
Чей бессмертный взор, любя,
Создал страшного тебя?
В небесах иль средь зыбей
Вспыхнул блеск твоих очей?
Как дерзал он так парить?
Кто посмел огонь схватить?
Кто скрутил и для чего
Нервы сердца твоего?
Чьею страшною рукой
Ты был выкован - такой?
Чей был молот, цепи чьи,
Чтоб скрепить мечты твои?
Кто взметнул твой быстрый взмах,
Ухватил смертельный страх?
В тот великий час, когда
Воззвала к звезде звезда,
В час, как небо все зажглось
Влажным блеском звездных слез, -
Он, создание любя,
Улыбнулся ль на тебя?
Тот же ль он тебя создал,
Кто рожденье агнцу дал?
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 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?
Tyger! Tyger! burning bright
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye,
Dare frame thy fearful symmetry? Tiger, tiger, burning fear,
You burn in the night forests.
Whose immortal gaze, loving,
Created you, so terrible?
In the heavens or amid the swells,
Did the gleam of your eyes flare?
How dare it soar?
Who dared seize fire?
Who twisted, and for what purpose,
The nerves of your heart?
By whose terrible hand,
Were you forged – thus?
Whose hammer, whose chains,
To bind your dreams?
Who raised your swift swing,
Seized mortal fear?
In that great hour when
Star cried to star,
In the hour when the whole sky lit up
With the moist gleam of starry tears, -
Did he, a creature of love,
Smile at you? Was he the same one who created you?
Who gave birth to the lamb?
Tyger! Tyger! burning bright
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?
In what distant depths or skies
Burnt the fire of thin 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 your heart?
And when your heart began to beat,
What dread hand? and what dread feet?
What's the hammer? what the chain?
In what furnace was your brain?
What the anvil? what dread grasps
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?
Tyger! Tyger! burning bright
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye,
Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?
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