I have a small tiger that looks like it is crawling down further

Tiger! Tiger! 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 seize the fire?
Bit naughty when you consider Bird's tiger crawling down and the implicated meaning of the words
... forest of the night
... eye .. symmetry
... distant deeps
... aspire (hopes or heavy breathing?)
... what the hand dare seize!!!!!
Dirty sod that William Blake
