Fearful Symmetry

It’s after midnight on a school work night, but I just finished a chapter titled “Fearful Symmetry.” Usually, I work out my chapter titles to fit one or more themes in a given chapter, or maybe a play on words. This is the first time I’ve quoted anything from literature for a chapter title, but this seemed to fit too well to resist. I’m sure Blake won’t mind.

In spite of the play on words here, since the chapter takes place in a cemetery, it was the thematic relevance that made me choose it.

Now, only three more chapters to go!

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 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 forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?

-William Blake


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While reading The Fellowship of the Ring at the age of twelve, Stuart A. Etter was told by his teacher that he should be reading shorter books. Undaunted, he finished the trilogy and promptly moved on to other novels ranging from fantasy/sci-fi to historical fiction to horror to thrillers.

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