Tyger,Tyger burning bright in the forest of the night;
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
Tyger,Tyger,burning bright,In the forests of the night: What immortal hand or eye, Dare frame thy fearful summetry?
The purpose of this poem was because people don't believe that God can make a very dangerous animal and that the tyger is the burning bright , In the forests of the night: And they were afraid of the night so they would have to bring out their spears and water'd heaven with their tears.