The+Tyger+(pg.+92)

William Blake
 * //__The Tyger__//**

Tyger! Tyger! burning bright In the forests of the night, What immortal hand or eye Could frame they 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?

About the Poem: Blake is marveling at the creation of the "tyger." He uses a structure somewhat similar to that of "The Lamb" and asks many questions about how the tyger was created. Blake also mentions the Lamb in "The Tyger" to emphasize his wonder in all that God has created, especially in the image of the tiger, it is a powerful creature that have a "fearful symmetry" but yet God also took great care in creating the lamb.