I wander through each chartered street, near where the chartered Thames does flow, and 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 every blackening church appalls, and the hapless soldier's sigh runs in blood down palace walls but most, through midnight streets I hear how the youthful harlot's curse blasts the new-born infant's tear and blights with plagues the marriage hearse I wander through each chartered street, near where the chartered Thames does flow, and mark in every face I meet marks of weakness, marks of woe
[00:11.73]I wander through each chartered street, [00:16.41]near where the chartered Thames does flow, [00:21.70]and mark in every face I meet [00:27.03]marks of weakness, marks of woe [00:43.00]in every cry of every man, [00:47.46]in every infant's cry of fear, [00:52.64]in every voice, in every ban, [00:57.55]the mind-forged manacles I hear. [01:23.47]how the chimney-sweeper's cry [01:28.71]every blackening church appalls, [01:33.60]and the hapless soldier's sigh [01:38.15]runs in blood down palace walls [02:03.77]but most, through midnight streets I hear [02:08.75]how the youthful harlot's curse [02:13.92]blasts the new-born infant's tear [02:19.01]and blights with plagues the marriage hearse [02:23.98]I wander through each chartered street, [02:28.99]near where the chartered Thames does flow, [02:34.37]and mark in every face I meet [02:39.50]marks of weakness, marks of woe
