William Blake

(28 November 1757 – 12 August 1827 / London)

The Tyger - Poem 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 sieze 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?

Topic(s) of this poem: night


Comments about The Tyger by William Blake

  • (11/28/2018 8:16:00 AM)


    Please give me the definition of this poem (Report) Reply

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  • Dr.tony Brahmin (11/24/2018 11:51:00 AM)


    We studied it in the school. very fine poem. tony (Report) Reply

  • (7/18/2018 10:40:00 AM)


    Nicepoem (Report) Reply

  • Lungelo S Mbuyazi (6/23/2018 5:31:00 PM)


    Simply nice write.... I like it as well (Report) Reply

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  • Britte Ninad (5/29/2018 10:16:00 PM)


    excellent rhythmic poet

    great
    (Report) Reply

  • (5/13/2018 7:41:00 AM)


    Very Very Beautiful Poem (Report) Reply

  • Sylvaonyema Uba (4/13/2018 5:39:00 AM)


    Tyger Tyger burning bright In the forests of the night (Report) Reply

  • (2/22/2018 9:03:00 PM)


    I sent this is my Grand son and he she it was *bad word* that I'll never say, and if she doesn't like then I don't like it! ! ! ! ! (Report) Reply

  • (2/22/2018 8:59:00 PM)


    I love it i'm going to link this poem to my grand kids! ! ! :) (Report) Reply

  • (2/12/2018 9:13:00 AM)


    you people are smart (Report) Reply

  • (12/28/2017 11:37:00 AM)


    The use of questions, both rhetorical and lower order, is brilliant. To me they convey a sense of awe, wonderment, confusion, while also portraying an intellectual and spiritual struggle. (Report) Reply

  • (12/1/2017 3:41:00 AM)


    I loooooooovvvvvve lambs (Report) Reply

  • (12/1/2017 3:37:00 AM)


    You spelt seize wrong. You put sieze (Report) Reply

    (12/1/2017 3:38:00 AM)

    I agree with you Sally.

  • Abhimanyu Kumar.s (11/24/2017 8:36:00 PM)


    Superb description of Nature and sorry to see it endangered (Report) Reply

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  • (11/17/2017 10:01:00 AM)


    Great Christian poem... love it... (Report) Reply

  • (11/12/2017 6:00:00 PM)


    Best poem ever😃 (Report) Reply

  • (4/4/2017 5:31:00 PM)


    Then some other ferocious and primal power? And what do you make of the lines beginning When the stars...? Is this poem capable of rational analysis given Blake's alterations and omissions? If not, why not attempt to analyse the source of its power and significance instead of making fatuous remarks? (Report) Reply

    Isaac Halberstadt (8/12/2017 11:02:00 AM)

    I once read a copy of 'Songs of Innocence', where there was a footnote explaining that, in William Blake's personal mythology, the stars are symbols of rationalism and logic, presumably because of their fixed and unerring path through the night sky. The thing you have to keep in mind about Blake is that he was very much a Mystic and a Romantic, he believe that Imagination was both the body of God, and the very essence of human existence. As such, he believed that Rationalism and an over-reliance on logic was very bad, that it killed imagination, thus severing Man's connection with God. So when the stars are throwing down their weapons and weeping at the sight of the Tyger, this glorious testament to the imaginative powers of Gods creation, it is symbolic of Rationalism giving way to the powers of imagination; Science giving way to Art, as it were.

  • (4/4/2017 5:27:00 PM)


    Notice Lamb is spelt with a capital L. This is not a lamb, it is the Lamb of God, Christ. So then attempt to answer the question: What immortal hand or eye could/dare frame thy fearful symmetry (Symmetry simply means likeness.) Is the implicit answer that perhaps God did not make the tiger? (Report) Reply

  • Sylvaonyema Uba (1/18/2017 7:40:00 PM)


    Blake, a romantic poet, celebrates nature and the beauty of nature through the eye of the Tyger.
    Great nature poem!

    Sylva-Onyema Uba
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Poem Submitted: Thursday, May 10, 2001

Poem Edited: Monday, March 9, 2015


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