Archives mensuelles : juillet 2011

Poésie: The Tiger by William Blake

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 … Lire la suite

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