Tyger Tyger! Tyger! Burning bright In the forests of the night, What immortal hand or eye Could frame thy fearful symmetry? by 卞之琳 老虎！老虎！火一样辉煌， 烧穿了黑夜的森林和草莽， 什么样非凡的手和眼睛 能塑造你一身惊人的匀称？ 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? 什么样遥远的海底、天边 烧出了做你眼睛的火焰？ 跨什么翅膀它胆敢去凌空？ 凭什么铁掌抓一把火种？ 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? 什么样功夫，什么样胳膊 拗得成你五脏六腑的筋络？ 等到你的心一开始蹦跳 什么样惊心动魄的手、脚？ What the hammer? what the chain? In what furnace was thy brain? What the anvil? what dread grasp Dare its deadly terrors clasp? What the hammer? What the chain?　　 什么样铁链？什么样铁锤？ 什么样熔炉里炼你的脑髓？ 什么样铁砧？什么样猛劲 一下子掐住了骇人的雷霆？ 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? 到临了，星星扔下了金枪， 千万滴银泪洒遍了苍穹， 完工了再看看，他可会笑笑 不就是造羊的把你也造了？ Tyger, Tyger, burning bright In the forests of the night, What immortal hand or eye Dare frame thy fearful symmetry? 老虎！老虎！火一样辉煌， 烧穿了黑夜的森林和草莽， 什么样非凡的手和眼睛 能塑造你一身惊人的匀称？