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London

Rating: 3.2

I wandered through each chartered street,
Near where the chartered Thames does flow,
A mark in every face I meet,
Marks of weakness, marks of woe.

In every cry of every man,
In every infant's cry of fear,
In every voice, in every ban,
The mind-forged manacles I hear:

How the chimney-sweeper's cry
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COMMENTS OF THE POEM
dyarea 06 July 2021

MM MILK

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Jack Meoff 28 April 2021

POV you read my name

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poohead 09 February 2020

im looking for my dad, he went to get some milk and never came back, have you seen him? ? ? ? ? ? ?

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Dominic Windram 10 September 2019

Blake, like a biblical prophet, rages against the great social injustices of his day...wonderful deployment of anaphora within this tightly structured poem!

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nannyy mc saggy 07 May 2019

I heard the poem was good but due to the size of dads areolas I've developed eye cancer of the eye

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Stevie wonder 07 May 2019

I heard it was good

3 1 Reply
steve 12 March 2019

your mum has sweaty pits

6 2 Reply
Garen 25 February 2019

For Damacia, for justice

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Tammin 30 January 2019

I love this pome

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Sivan 21 June 2018

I have studied this poem during my Degree. Very Good Poem.

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