TIGER TIGER

Tiger tiger burning bright, 
In the jungles of the night. 
What immortal hand or eye 
Dare frame thy fearful symmetry. 


In what distant deeps or skies 
Burnt the fire of thine eyes? 
On what wing dare he spire? 
What the hand, dare seize the fire? 


On 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? 


What the hammer? What the chain? 
In what furnace was thy brain? 
What the anvil? What dread grasp? Done its deadly terrors clasp! 
When the stars threw down their spears 


Tiger tiger burning bright, 
In the jungles of the night. 
What immortal hand or eye 
Dare frame thy fearful symmetry.