Composed Upon Westminster Bridge ANALYSIS | William Wordsworth's poem & Dorothy Wordsworth's Journal

William Wordsworth COMPOSED UPON WESTMINSTER BRIDGE poem analysis | Dorothy Wordsworth's JOURNAL | Compares writing about Westminster Bridge by William and Dorothy Wordsworth. Analysis of Composed Upon Westminster Bridge, comparing William Wordsworth’s poetry & Dorothy Wordsworth’s journal entry about the same event, looking especially at paradox. Lecture includes contextual information about the symbolism of Westminster Bridge, Romanticism’s & Wordsworth’s conception of sublime nature, & London as the heart of industry, politics, religion, the arts, & law (“Ships, towers, domes, theatres, and temples”). Wordsworth poetry / Wordsworth analysis / William Wordsworth poem analysis / Romanticism poem analysis If you’d like to support the channel, you can here https://www.paypal.com/donate?hosted_... Follow me on Twitter:   / droctaviacox   CLOSE READING CLASSIC LITERATURE #DrOctaviaCox #UnfamiliarReadings #CloseReadingClassicLiterature FOR MORE LITERARY ANALYSIS see my ‘Close Reading Classic Literature’ playlist:    • CLOSE READING CLASSIC LITERATURE | Dr Octa...   KEYWORDS William Wordsworth poem analysis Composed Upon Westminster Bridge Dorothy Wordsworth journal William and Dorothy Wordsworth Romanticism poem analysis William Wordsworth Composed Upon Westminster Bridge analysis Wordsworth Composed Upon Westminster Bridge analysis Composed Upon Westminster Bridge analysis William Wordsworth analysis Dorothy Wordsworth William Wordsworth Wordsworth analysis Wordsworth poem analysis William Wordsworth poetry analysis William Wordsworth poem analysis Composed Upon Westminster Bridge Dorothy Wordsworth journal William and Dorothy Wordsworth Romanticism poem analysis William Wordsworth Composed Upon Westminster Bridge analysis Wordsworth Composed Upon Westminster Bridge analysis Composed Upon Westminster Bridge analysis William Wordsworth analysis Dorothy Wordsworth William Wordsworth Wordsworth analysis Wordsworth Wordsworth poem analysis William Wordsworth poetry analysis William Wordsworth poem analysis Composed Upon Westminster Bridge Dorothy Wordsworth journal William and Dorothy Wordsworth Romanticism poem analysis William Wordsworth Composed Upon Westminster Bridge analysis Wordsworth Composed Upon Westminster Bridge analysis Composed Upon Westminster Bridge analysis William Wordsworth analysis Dorothy Wordsworth William Wordsworth Wordsworth analysis Wordsworth Wordsworth poem analysis William Wordsworth poetry analysis William Wordsworth poem analysis Composed Upon Westminster Bridge Dorothy Wordsworth journal William and Dorothy Wordsworth Romanticism poem analysis Composed Upon Westminster Bridge analysis Wordsworth Composed Upon Westminster Bridge analysis Composed Upon Westminster Bridge analysis William Wordsworth analysis Dorothy Wordsworth Wordsworth Wordsworth analysis Wordsworth Wordsworth poem analysis William Wordsworth poetry analysis William Wordsworth poem analysis Composed Upon Westminster Bridge Dorothy Wordsworth journal William and Dorothy Wordsworth Romanticism poem analysis William Wordsworth Composed Upon Westminster Bridge analysis Wordsworth Composed Upon Westminster Bridge analysis Composed Upon Westminster Bridge analysis William Wordsworth analysis Dorothy Wordsworth William Wordsworth Wordsworth analysis Wordsworth Wordsworth poem analysis William Wordsworth poetry analysis William Wordsworth poem analysis Composed Upon Westminster Bridge Dorothy Wordsworth journal William and Dorothy Wordsworth Romanticism poem analysis William Wordsworth Composed Upon Westminster Bridge analysis Composed Upon Westminster Bridge analysis William Wordsworth analysis Dorothy Wordsworth analysis Composed Upon Westminster Bridge analysis POEM (William Wordsworth Composed Upon Westminster Bridge) Earth has not any thing 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 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 JOURNAL (Dorothy Wordsworth) we left London on Saturday morning at 1/2 past 5 or 6, the 31st of July (I have forgot which). We mounted the Dover Coach at Charing Cross. It was a beautiful morning. The City, St Paul’s, with the River and a multitude of little Boats, made a most beautiful sight as we crossed Westminster Bridge. The houses were not overhung by their cloud of smoke and they were spread out endlessly, yet the sun shone so brightly with such a pure light that there was even something like the purity of one of nature’s own grand spectacles. We rode on cheerfully