Wednesday 3 September 2014

Composed upon Westminster Bridge, September 3, 1802

There is nothing I like better than to wander abroad from my salon, taking in the sights and sounds of the world around me. From the bustle of our great cities to the rolling hills of the countryside, I like to take m inspiration from the most unusual paces and today's tale is of a poem that owes its own inspiration to the city of London. 

William Wordsworth left London with his sister, Dorothy, in the early morning on 31st July 1802 on their way to travel to Calais. Wordsworth was struck by the simple beauty of the cityscape and later composed a sonnet entitled, Composed upon Westminster Bridge, September 3, 1802.

Westminster Bridge and Abbey by Daniel Turner, 1800
Westminster Bridge and Abbey by Daniel Turner, 1800

The sonnet is a love letter to London in its waking hours, blanketed by the morning sunlight and an all-enveloping silence. Here in the heart of the city he experiences a deep peace that touches his should and fires his inspiration, finding in this man made environment a perfection to rival nature itself. 

For one so closely associated with poetry of nature, it is a surprise to read such rhapsodical lines addressed to the capital but reading the sonnet one can share in those early morning moments, the Georgian city yet to wake from its slumber.

Earth hath 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 splendor, 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!


Sue Bursztynski said...

Oh, yes, I forgot about this! Today is my birthday and trying to compose a birthday meme when so many of the other events of this day are battles and invasions and disasters is not easy, so this is welcome. Thank you.

Cheryl Bolen said...

Lovely. Hadn't read that poem in years.

Catherine Curzon said...

It's just a gorgeous poem, I love it.

Unknown said...

I love that poem, Catherine.

Catherine Curzon said...

Your taste is impeccable!

Mari Christian said...

What a glorious sonnet. Many thanks, Catherine.

Catherine Curzon said...

A pleasure!

Mari Christian said...

Wordsworth's sonnet induces the same feeling of beauty and calm in the reader.

Mark Patton said...

Dorothy's diary for that date makes interesting reading. Although the poetry is William's it seems to reflect many of her initial reactions to the experience of crossing the bridge.

Catherine Curzon said...

Not surprising, in many ways...