Tiger! Tiger! burning bright

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The first line of the poem “The Tiger,” from Songs of Experience, by William Blake. The first stanza reads:

Tiger! Tiger! burning bright
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?

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