Saturday, 4 January 2020


The Tyger
By 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?

This post is part of the Saturday Critters meme.


  1. Hello, Great shot of the tiger. Love the poem too. Thank you for linking up and sharing your post. Happy Saturday, enjoy your day and weekend.

  2. The poem takes me back to high school. I have always remembered the first verse so it is good to be reminded of the rest of the poem.

  3. this is a beautiful Tiger!
    Great poem!
    good weekend,

  4. Hello. Interesting poem. Great photo.
    Happy New Year!

  5. They are such majestic creatures! I never thought about there being more to the little rhyme of childhood :)

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