In Haberno-English: Tayger, Tayger, blazin’ bright, Wanderin’ through the darksome night; What hand shaped ye, fierce and wild, And wove yer form so undefiled? In what land or sky so broad Did yer fiery gaze be shod? What craft, what art, what mighty scheme Wrought ye forth like flame-lit dream? And did the Maker’s hand not shake, When He forged yer fearsome make? Did He smile at such fierce might, Or tremble at yer burnin’ sight? Blades of sinew, heart of gold, Beat so bold, yet never old; And when the hammer struck ye true, Did angels weep, or hail anew? Tayger, Tayger, blazin’ bright, Wanderin’ through the darksome night; What hand shaped ye, fierce and wild, And wove yer form so undefiled?

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