Description

Transcribed in early 1806, this is the manuscript William Wordsworth sent to the printers of the poem ‘Composed Upon Westminster Bridge, Sept. 3, 1803’, published in Poems in Two Volumes (1807).

When was it actually composed?

In 1838, Wordsworth corrected the date – apparently of completion – to ‘Sept 3, 1802’, and noted that it had been ‘composed on the roof of a coach, on my way to France’. It may have been started on 31 July when, as the poet’s sister Dorothy wrote, they set off around 5 or 6.30am:

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 was even something like the purity of one of nature’s own spectacles.

What changes can we see have been made?

Besides ‘or’ and ‘so’ having been added over illegibly erased words in lines 10 and 11, ‘heart’ has been replaced with ‘soul’ on line two, perhaps to avoid confusing the image of the ‘mighty heart’ on the last line.

What is significant about the form?

On 21 May 1802, Dorothy read William the sonnets of John Milton; the effect has been compared to that reading Chapman’s Homer had on John Keats. Excited by rediscovering the form, Wordsworth wrote three sonnets the same day; Poems in Two Volumes contains 56 in total.

Transcript

                                  14.

           Composed upon Westminster Bridge
                      September 3rd 1803

       Earth has not anything to shew more fair:
       Dull would he be of heart ^ soul who could pass by
       A sight so touching in it’s majesty:
       This City now doth like a G ^garment wear
       The beauty of the morning; silent, bare,
       Ships, towers, domes, theatres, & temples lie
       Open unto the fields, & to the sky;
       All bright & 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.
                           ----------------------

       N.B. next sonnet begins
                   Beloved Vale &c     See No 15

  1. Transcript

                                      14.

               Composed upon Westminster Bridge
                          September 3rd 1803

           Earth has not anything to shew more fair:
           Dull would he be of heart ^ soul who could pass by
           A sight so touching in it’s majesty:
           This City now doth like a G ^garment wear
           The beauty of the morning; silent, bare,
           Ships, towers, domes, theatres, & temples lie
           Open unto the fields, & to the sky;
           All bright & 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.
                               ----------------------

           N.B. next sonnet begins
                       Beloved Vale &c     See No 15