Tyger Tyger – Just Before the Helpers Come

TYGER,TYGER burning bright
In the forests of the night
What immortal hand or eye
Dare frame thy fearful symmetry

In what distant deeps or skies
Burned the fire of thine eyes
On what wings did he aspire
What the hand dare seize that fire

And what shoulder and what art
Could twist the sinews of thy heart
And when thy heart began to beat
What dread hands and what dread feet

What the anvil what the chain
In what furnace was thy brain
What the hammer what dread grasp
Dare its deadly terrors clasp

When the stars through down their spears
And watered 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