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WEBERMAN ON WILLIAM BLAKE

Interestingly enough it was William Blake’s poetry Tyger that first brought my special gift to light. It was at American Thought and Language class that one of my impressed with my interpretation of Blake and invited me lunch.

such as Tyger, Michigan State, professors was to his home for

First look at the repetitive theme in the poem’s words: burning (to execute or kill with fire: burning heretics at the stake) night, (a state or period of gloom, ignorance, etc) Immortal (not subject to death), fearful, (extreme, as in degree or extent; dreadful: a fearful blunder; fearful poverty.) dread (3 times Literary awesome; awe-inspiring, causing terror or fear: a dread disease.), deadly terrors, furnace (an intensely hot place: hell). Check out Blakeology: THE TYGER 1794 (from Songs of Experience) By William Blake Tyger! Tyger! burning bright In the forests of the night, What immortal hand or eye Could frame thy fearful symmetry? Tyger! Tyger! Death! Death! burning executing or killing with fire: burning heretics at the stake bright vivid, obvious In the forests of the night in the vastness of despair night as a state or period of gloom, ignorance, etc What immortal hand or eye what Gods’ work or thought Could frame thy fearful symmetry? Could have created you? Symmetry as in an exact matching of form and arrangement of parts on opposite sides of a boundary, such as life and death. In what distant deeps or skies Burnt the fire of thine eyes? On what wings dare he aspire? What the hand dare sieze the fire? In what distant In what far removed or apart in time: the distant past; distant events. deeps or skies Hell or Heaven Burnt the fire of thine eyes? were

thoughts burnt into your mind On what wings on what authority wing: a group affiliated with or subordinate to an older or larger organization dare he aspire? did this God have the audacity to strive toward an end: aspiring to create death What the hand what kind of evil god dare seize the fire? Dare dominate Death? 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? And what shoulder, what sympathy as in a shoulder to cry on & what art artful devices, stratagems, and tricks Could twist the sinews of thy heart? Could change the fact that you have your heart set on death And when thy heart began to beat, and when you first realized this was your role in the universe What dread hand? & what dread feet? You realized what a morbid evil phenomenon you were. What the hammer? What the chain? In what furnace was thy brain? What the anvil? What dread grasp Dare its deadly terrors clasp? What the hammer? Who forced this upon death by constant repetition: hammered the information into the students' heads. What the chain? Were you in captivity or oppression; bondage when your role of death was impressed upon you? In what furnace was thy brain? Your brain must have been in Hell for this brainwashing to have taken place What the anvil? What formidable tools were employed to indoctrinate you? anvil - a heavy block of iron or steel with a smooth, flat top on which metals are shaped by hammering What dread grasp what eagerness and prompt willingness to acceptance of this role: grasps at any opportunity. Dare its deadly terrors clasp? can oppose this mortal fear that attaches itself to humanity. 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?

When the stars threw down their spears When polytheism was defeated And watered heaven with their tears, and a more merciful god was created Did he smile his work to see? Was he pleased with having created death Did he who made the Lamb make thee? Did he who made Jesus make death?

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