Upon Westminster Bridge ।। poetry ।। William Wordsworth ।। English Poetry ।।

                                             POETRY     

        Upon Westminster Bridge( September 3, 1802)

                               -    William Wordsworth
 

    

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!