The Tyger: William Blake

Tyger Tyger, 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, & 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?

Summary: The poem namely, ‘The Tyger’ is a nice piece of writing by William Blake. Here, the poet describes the power and body structure of the powerful tiger. After the nightfall the tiger looks very dazzling if any sort of light falls on it. The poet also asks many questions to the tiger regarding its Maker. Also the poet asks the tiger whether the Creator of the tiger and that of the lamb is the same. Through this vivid and lively description of the tiger and its power, the poet actually intends to glorify the power of the Almighty Who has created both the powerful and the feeble creatures of the Universe.