Poetry Chamber

The Tyger

by William Blake

1Tyger! Tyger! burning bright

2In the forests of the night,

3What immortal hand or eye

4Could frame thy fearful symmetry?

6In what distant deeps or skies

7Burnt the fire of thine eyes?

8On what wings dare he aspire?

9What the hand dare seize the fire?

11And what shoulder, & what art,

12Could twist the sinews of thy heart?

13And when thy heart began to beat,

14What dread hand? & what dread feet?

16What the hammer? what the chain?

17In what furnace was thy brain?

18What the anvil? what dread grasp

19Dare its deadly terrors clasp?

21When the stars threw down their spears,

22And water'd heaven with their tears,

23Did he smile his work to see?

24Did he who made the Lamb make thee?

26Tyger! Tyger! burning bright

27In the forests of the night,

28What immortal hand or eye

29Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?

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