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I wandered thro' each charter'd street, Near where the charter'd Thames does flow.
And mark in every face i meet Marks of weakness, marks of woe
In every cry of every man, in every infants cry of fear, in every voice: in every ban, The mind - forg'd manacles i hear
How the chimney -sweepers cry Every blacking church appalls, And the hapless soldiers sigh Runs in the blood down palace walls
But most thro' midnight streets i hear How the youthful Harlots curse
Blast the new - born infants tear And blights with plagues the Marriage hearse
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