Welcome to Cowboy Classics with Scott Balladin. Tonight's. Work the tiger. U. 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 begin 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 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 a mortal hand or I dare frame thy fearful symmetry? Thank you for joining us for Cowboy Classics with Scott Paladin. Our work tonight was The Tiger by William Blake. I have been your host, Scott Paladin, and this has been a production of the Library of Cursed Knowledge podcast Network.