Tigre, tigre, plame jak
Što sijevaš kroz šumski mrak,
Koji vječni dlan, i kad,
Stvori taj tvoj strašni sklad?
S kojeg neba, ili dna,
Žar zjenica tvojih sja?
Čiji polet i dlan sam
Smjede taj osvojit plam?
Koja snaga, pokret strog
Splete žice srca tvog?
Kada život bje mu dan;
Koje noge? koji dlan?
Lanac? čekić? koja peć
Um tvoj skova, tko će reć?
I nakovanj? koji hvat
Grozu će mu sputat znat?
Kad na nebo kao mač
Pade zvijezda sjaj i plač,
Da l' to osmijeh onom gna
Što s tobom i Janje zda?
Tigre, tigre, plame jak
Što sijevaš kroz šumski mrak,
Koji vječni dlan, i kad,
Stvori taj tvoj strašni sklad?
William Blake
(Preveo Luko Paljetak)
The Tiger
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 hand dare seize the fire?
And what shoulder and what art
Could twist the sinews of thy heart?
And when thy heart began to beat,
What dread hand and 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?
Tiger, tiger, burning bright
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?
William Blake
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