Upon Westminster Bridge Poem by William Wordsworth
Upon Westminster Bridge
EARTH has not anything to show more fair:
Dull would he be of soul who could pass by
A sight so touching in its majesty:
This City now doth like a garment wear
The beauty of the morning; silent, bare,
Ships, towers, domes, theatres, and temples lie
Open unto the fields, and to the sky;
All bright and glittering in the smokeless air.
Never did sun more beautifully steep
In his first splendour valley, rock, or hill;
Ne'er saw I, never felt, a calm so deep!
The river glideth at his own sweet will:
Dear God! the very houses seem asleep;
And all that mighty heart is lying still!
This is the most wonderful poem I have read about London. Westminster bridge in the early morning is still as beautiful today.
This poem made me see more than a tourist London it made me see its beauty and how much of it still remains.
This was my favourate poem when I was at school, I found it so descriptive and I felt transported there, there is something magical about this poem and I have loved it all my life and it is the only one I have memorised. It was interesting to read some of the comments. Thank You
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