LONDON FROM GREENWICH AT DAWN
"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."
William Wordsworth, Sonnet--Composed upon Westminster Bridge