This 18th century poem was my favorite when I was a child. And still is one of my favorites 60 years later.

One of the best readers of the poem from What I’ve heard on KZread. He gives it a sense of drama that is lost on other readings and intensifies the tension towards the end

Other people: Listening to the poem Me: Noticing that he didn't blink once for the whole video

Some people just have a gift for putting words together in a most beautiful way and Sir William of Blake was indeed ,,great.

1 minute 21 seconds without blinking. Amazing!

@ColinWren119

Жыл бұрын

After reading your commentary I watched the Video again without blinking and its actually not that Hard 😂 But his death stare makes it amazing

I have chills.

I honestly looked this up just to hear how "symmetry" is supposed to be pronounced. I wondered if back in Blake's time, "symmetry" was pronounced so that it rhymed with "eye."

@constantin5509

3 жыл бұрын

Been Wondering myself.

@doctorzaius1196

2 жыл бұрын

Other way around, I believe. I think 'eye' (back then) rhymed with the way we say 'symmetry' today. i.e. "ee".

@madlad2130

2 жыл бұрын

Havent thought of it that way yet,

@thursoberwick1948

2 жыл бұрын

He was a Londoner so probably yes.

@Becky-qj5ec

2 жыл бұрын

It’s a false rhyme, very commonly used in poetry; it’s intentional. It was pronounced the same then as it is now.

I just came to hear an amazing poem well read.

All these years and I just realized why the invisible animal episode of X-files is titled Fearful Symmetry. What a perfect example of sublimity in literature...gorgeous.

Dios mío, qué exquisito! Se me caen las lágrimas de emoción.

My favorite song by William Blake........................wonderful!

His reading gives it's meaning.

Thank you very much 😊

HE DIDN'T BLINK

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He stared at my Soul

Tyger Tyger, 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, & what art, Could twist the sinews of thy heart? And when thy heart began to beat, What dread hand? & 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? Tyger Tyger burning bright, In the forests of the night: What immortal hand or eye, Dare frame thy fearful symmetry

Wonderful

Next to Tom O'bedlam's reading this is my next favourite.

Awesum

Red John

I feel like its lashing out at the prospect of a god? I could be wrong though

Francis Urquart in House of Cards - forger Kevin Spacey... This gentleman was a quiet giant of acting.

i have to read this poem for tomorrow and i have no idea. bye

whos here for homework?

@starrijessy

4 жыл бұрын

me

@youlooklonely3

4 жыл бұрын

RED JONH

@mahito1324

3 жыл бұрын

me

weird vibes

Creepy