The Tyger
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?
Cuthbert Edmund Swan
(1870–1931)
Cuthbert Edmund Swan was an Irish painter, born in Ballyragget, County Kilkenny, in 1870. The son of the celebrated animal artist John Macallan Swan, he followed in his father’s footsteps, developing a particular fascination with wildlife, especially big cats.
After studying at Seaford College, Sussex, Swan travelled to Paris with his brother Edwin to study at the Académie Julian. The brothers later settled in Camden Town, London, where Cuthbert became associated with the artistic community of the period.
He specialised in painting lions, tigers, leopards, jaguars and other animals, working in oils, watercolours and pastels. He also taught animal drawing at the Central School of Arts and Crafts and exhibited regularly at the Royal Academy and other prestigious exhibitions. His paintings capture a close observation of animal life, reflecting a lifelong interest in the beauty, movement and character of wildlife. He died in 1931.
Been meaning to post this beauty of a poem for a while now…so, at last, here it is Ed




