Tyger, tyger, burning bright
    In the forests of the night!
    What immortal hand or eye
    Did frame thy fearful symmetry?
    
    In what distant deeps or skies
    Burnt the fire of thyne 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 formed thy dread feet?
    
    What the hammer, what the chain,
    In what furnace was thy brain?
    Did God smile his work to see?
    Did he who made the lamb make thee?

 

William Blake was a printer who created work for himself by writing stuff to print. Just happened to be great poetry. This is his most famous work, except maybe the nutty Jerusalem. He did the illustrations himself too. This how he originally presented it in his Songs of Innocence and Experience.