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UPON WESTMINSTER BRIDGE
by 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.

Westminster Bridge by Daniel Turner

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!

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This poem was published in 1802, the year that Wordsworth married Mary Hutchinson.  That same year,  Samuel Taylor Coleridge's 4th child, Sara Coleridge, was born.