Tyger Tyger, burning bright, In the forests of the night; What immortal hand or eye, Could frame thy fearful symmetry?
What the hammer? what the chain, In what furnace was thy brain? What the anvil? what dread grasp, Dare its deadly terrors clasp!
Tyger Tyger burning bright, In the forests of the night: What immortal hand or eye, Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?
The tyger is about a tiger obviously that is in the woods completely alone not knowing what is yet to come. How can you turn a tiger so innocent with just one look ? What made you think he was innocent to begin with ? Was it innocence and guilt at fist sight?