Composed Upon Westminster Bridge

Composed Upon Westminster Bridge, September 3, 1803

by William Wordsworth

Earth has not anything to show more fair:

Dull would he be of soul who could pass by

A sigh 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!

New life goal: see the sunrise over the Thames.