Composed Upon Westminster Bridge, September 3, 1802: W Illia M W Ordsw Ort H

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Composed upon Westminster Bridge, September 3, 1802

english poet , poet triggered the


paid to write the poem about the opening of the bridge
romantic
W ILLIA M W ORDSW ORT H

Earth has not any thing to show more fair:


Dull would he be of soul who could pass by personification of the state using “majesty”
he is talking about the morning of the city and
A sight so touching in its majesty: not the city
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!
Text

very positive poeme “sonnet” 14 verses


ponctuation marks used alot
it has two meanings
1-description of the beauty of the city
London

W ILLIA M BLA KE OUTLINED,


MAP everything is maped and controled, he
I wander thro' each charter'd street, lacks control
the poet is walking and see the peoples
Near where the charter'd Thames does flow. faces how weak
And mark in every face I meet
Marks of weakness, marks of woe.
*repition of “every” he is
In every cry of every Man, making attentionsto each
In every Infants cry of fear, person
* people are misirable and the
In every voice: in every ban, gov is adding to them by
The mind-forg'd manacles I hear taking their freedom
chains, oppression of
talking about people going to jail or jean jack rausso
the mind
How the Chimney-sweepers cry children fit in the chimney so they clean it
Every blackning Church appalls, people unseen
image of wretched people bottum ofd society
And the hapless Soldiers sigh the church
Runs in blood down Palace walls

But most thro' midnight streets I hear new birth is not a happy thing in london in this time
even birth become a sign of sadness
How the youthful Harlots curse marriage is leading to death and not celebration
Blasts the new-born Infants tear
And blights with plagues the Marriage hearse harlots are prostitute
they represent the wretched the bottom of the society

lack of freedom
reasons: the control of the gov unjust gov

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