It just sort of happened, really ; like ALL Creation. <br /><br />For the hows of the howls and the whys of the wise, read the full annotated version at<br /><br />http://tinyurl.com/nseayp<br /><br />William Blake's Original 1794 Text <br /><br />THE TYGER<br />(from Songs of Experience)<br />By William Blake<br /><br />Tyger! Tyger! burning bright<br />In the forests of the night,<br />What immortal hand or eye<br />Could frame thy fearful symmetry?<br /><br />In what distant deeps or skies<br />Burnt the fire of thine eyes?<br />On what wings dare he aspire?<br />What the hand dare sieze (sic) the fire?<br /><br />And what shoulder, & what art,<br />Could twist the sinews of thy heart?<br />And when thy heart began to beat,<br />What dread hand? & what dread feet?<br /><br />What the hammer? what the chain?<br />In what furnace was thy brain?<br />What the anvil? what dread grasp<br />Dare its deadly terrors clasp?<br /><br />When the stars threw down their spears,<br />And watered heaven with their tears,<br />Did he smile his work to see?<br />Did he who made the Lamb make thee?<br /><br />Tyger! Tyger! burning bright<br />In the forests of the night,<br />What immortal hand or eye<br />Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?
