The Tyger
William Blake
1757 to 1827
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In the forests of the night:
And what shoulder, & what art,
In what distant deeps or skies.
What the hand, dare seize the fire?
Dare its deadly terrors clasp?
Did he smile his work to see?
In the forests of the night;
When the stars threw down their spears
Tyger Tyger burning bright,
What immortal hand or eye,
Burnt the fire of thine eyes?
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?
Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?
In what furnace was thy brain?
On what wings dare he aspire?
What the hammer? what the chain,
What dread hand? & what dread feet?
And water'd heaven with their tears:
Tyger Tyger, burning bright,
What immortal hand or eye,
And when thy heart began to beat.
What the anvil? what dread grasp.
Did he who made the Lamb make thee?
Could twist the sinews of thy heart?