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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?!

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In what distant deeps or skies. ! Burnt the re of thine eyes?! On what wings dare he aspire?! What the hand, dare seize the re?! And what shoulder, & what art,! Could twist the sinews of thy heart?! And when thy heart began to beat,! What dread hand? & 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?!

Inviting a Tiger for a Weekend! Jose Garcia Villa!

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Inviting a tiger for a weekend.! The gesture is not heroics but discipline.! The memories will be splendid.! Proceed to dazzlement, Augustine.! Banish little birds, graduate to tiger.! Proceed to dazzlement, Augustine.! Any tiger of whatever colour! the same as jewels any stone! Flames always assential morn.! The guest is luminuous, peer of Blake.! The ghost is gallant, eye of Death.! If you will do this you will break.! The little religious for my sake.! Invite a tiger for a weekend,! Proceed to dazzlement, Augustine.!

I dont invite the tigers, Agustine! by Demetillo! i dont invite the tigers, augustine, for weekend visits and such things,! i bed with fangs and spring! Inviting them is dilettante! to live with them is mastery,! with love and care but sternest whip! to make them kneel to me! i know that pow'r that shook old blake! and other things beside:! the sudden leap across my mind! the supple grace and glide!! how shall i prove this to the world! and you, dear augustine?! here, see the scars on heart, on brow:! the proofs of discipline!