The following is a poem by William Blake entitled "The Tyger." That I "discovered" when watching "The Dangerous Lives of Altar Boys" and as far as Emile Hirsch movies go this wasn't one of his best, though he tends to be the lucky recipient of being in good, I'm sorry, well done movies. Hirsch actually reads this poem by Blake at the end of the movie and upon doing a little digging he may be related to Blake scholar himself, so maybe his part in this movie was not coincidental. In part it can be seen that Blake had a Christian thought in mind when writing this poem (the Lamb) gives that away. Was he writing about the creation of evil though or not? That seemingly hasn't been decided one way or another.
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 in thine eyes?
On what wings dare he aspire?
What the hand dare seize the fire?
And what shoulder, and what art?
Could twist the sinews of thy heart?
And when thy heart began to beat,
What dread hand, and 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 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?
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