English Poetry II: From Collins to Fitzgerald.
The Harvard Classics. 1909–14.
William Wordsworth
398. Upon Westminster Bridge
Sept. 3, 1802E
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
Ships, towers, domes, theatres, and temples lie
Open unto the fields, and to the sky,
All bright and glittering in the smokeless air.
In his first splendour valley, rock, or hill;
Ne’er saw I, never felt, a calm so deep!
Dear God! the very houses seem asleep;
And all that mighty heart is lying still!