Eclogite Posted May 21, 2006 Report Share Posted May 21, 2006 The Tiger Tiger, tiger, 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? Tiger, tiger, burning bright In the forests of the night, What immortal hand or eye Dare frame thy fearful symmetry? William Blake 1757–1827 Racoon 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
TheBigDog Posted May 21, 2006 Report Share Posted May 21, 2006 Truth is stranger than fiction. Here is a story from Jackson Township, NJ. I lived and/or worked in Jackson for 10 years. There was a lady who owned over 20 tigers. I am not sure anyone knows the precise count. One got loose one day. Local officials thought it was from the Amusement Park Safari, famous for having exotic animals. It was from the Tiger Lady's house. Even the local police and her direct neighbors were unaware that they were living next to tigers. The only person I am aware of who knew was the man who ran the safari for the park. He helped her somehow. It was not clear exactly how. I never new this was there until I read about it after I had moved to Colorado. You need to be careful with tigers. Bill Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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