This one is for KATE
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The Tiger - William Blake
Tiger, tiger, burning bright,
In the forest 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?
When thy heart began to beat,
What dread hand forged thy dread feet?
What the hammer? What the chain?
In what furnace was thy brain?
What the anvil? What dread grasp
Dared its deadly terrors clasp?
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?
Tiger, tiger, burning bright,
In the forest of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?
Looks like he blew a hose on his holy hooka.
Love the poem, read it to the end then scrolled to the bottom pic, and Hahahaha. Good one.
Love the poem, read it to the end then scrolled to the bottom pic, and Hahahaha. Good one.
And the peasants rejoiced! For he was indeed saved! And he was given a new name, from that day forward. And that name was Puss-puss.
Video ancient rain looks interesting, but problem is I can't hear what it is saying or music playing? Tell me about it. 
The video has a music track with a song called Ancient Rain. The singer is an Irish woman called Mary Coughlan and she has a very distinctive voice that keeps her accent.
The tone of the music is sultry and very slightly sinister, it's jazzy and slow.
I looked for the lyrics but couldn't find them, this isn't a well known singer or song.
It's about All Saint's Day (the day after Haloween). "Last night I danced and merry made, under the moon madness played." Then she describes dancing and listening to music with witches and fiddler. Then she went home with somebody ...
Next day they left and she had a hangover. She drank some hot whisky. "Ancient rain, pouring down, w... my bones to the ground".
Then there's something about demons "demons talked of pagan times, the past and present now in rhyme, two hands that squeezed my life away, on this the holy All Saint's Day".
That's the best I can do Bryn, I can't understand some of it myself, I have trouble making out some of the words.
The tone of the music is sultry and very slightly sinister, it's jazzy and slow.
I looked for the lyrics but couldn't find them, this isn't a well known singer or song.
It's about All Saint's Day (the day after Haloween). "Last night I danced and merry made, under the moon madness played." Then she describes dancing and listening to music with witches and fiddler. Then she went home with somebody ...
Next day they left and she had a hangover. She drank some hot whisky. "Ancient rain, pouring down, w... my bones to the ground".
Then there's something about demons "demons talked of pagan times, the past and present now in rhyme, two hands that squeezed my life away, on this the holy All Saint's Day".
That's the best I can do Bryn, I can't understand some of it myself, I have trouble making out some of the words.
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