10 of the Best Poems about London
The greatest London poems
Poetry is perhaps more readily associated with the natural world and the countryside than the world of smog and streets, shops and tower blocks, that we call the city. But throughout the history of English literature, famous poets have been drawn to the city of London as a subject for poetry – and so below we have chosen ten of the best poems about London, from the Middle Ages to the modern age. What do you think are the finest London poems?
William Dunbar, ‘To the City of London’. ‘Soveraign of cities, semeliest in sight’: so the Scottish poet William Dunbar (c. 1460-c. 1530) addresses London in this poem in praise of the capital. Nearly 500 years before Prince Charles disparagingly referred to the extension to the National Gallery as a ‘monstrous carbuncle’, Dunbar was favourably describing the whole city as a ‘myghty carbuncle’, a rare gem.
Anonymous, ‘The Cries of London’. The author of this seventeenth-century poem about the shouts and cries that could be heard in London streets (especially at one of the city’s markets) has been lost in the mists of time. But really, the poem belongs to the people of London, whose voices can be hard in its lines: ‘Here’s fine rosemary, sage and thyme. / Come buy my ground ivy.’ As the poet declares: ‘Let none despise the merry, merry cries / Of famous London-town!’
Samuel Johnson, ‘London’. Johnson (1709-84), best-remembered for his monumental Dictionary of the English Language (1755), once said, ‘When a man is tired of London, he’s tired of life.’ No sooner had the young Johnson arrived in London from the provinces, intent on making his name as a writer, than he set about penning London (1738), this long poem in praise of the city, ‘this grand imperial town’. Johnson deliberately misspelled the name of the publisher of the poem so that readers would think it was a pirated copy. The ruse worked: the poem sold well and attracted the praise of no less a figure than Alexander Pope.
William Blake, ‘London’. A powerful indictment of the corruption of London – from prostitution to the exploitation of young boys put to work as chimney-sweeps – Blake’s ‘London’ is hardly a celebration of the capital, but its evocation of the ‘marks of weakness, marks of woe’ found in every Londoner’s face makes this one of the most famous of London poems.
William Wordsworth, ‘Composed upon Westminster Bridge’. This sonnet, written in 1802, praises the beauty of London in the early morning light, as the poet stands on Westminster Bridge admiring the surrounding buildings. London, even by the early nineteenth century, was a world of industrialisation, smog (that is, smoky fog, created by industrial activity), as well as the centre of government and empire, two things that came under heavy scrutiny by the early Romantic poets. Yet the London of early morning is serene and still, and it is this quiet scene that Wordsworth praises here.
Amy Levy, ‘A London Plane-Tree’. Linda Hunt Beckman said of Amy Levy (1861-89) that she ‘was one of the poets who pioneered symbolist methods in England, and she seems to have turned to symbolism’s poetics with increasing frequency toward the end of her life’. She committed suicide, aged just 27, having suffered from depression throughout her life; Oscar Wilde was among those who eulogised her in print following her death. A London Plane-Tree and Other Verse, published posthumously in 1889, shows how Levy took her inspiration from late Victorian London, using symbolist techniques she had learnt from French writers. ‘A London Plane-Tree’ harbours a double meaning: both the tree known as a London plane and such a tree found in the city of London.
Louise Imogen Guiney, ‘The Lights of London’. Guiney was born in Boston to an Irish-Catholic father who was a general in the Union Army during the American Civil War. Her Catholic faith informs much of her poetry. This sonnet, which appeared in Guiney’s 1898 volume England and Yesterday, evokes London as night comes on, and was written around 20 years before the modernist T. S. Eliot began to write about similar scenes. ‘Her booths begin to flare; and gases bright / Prick door and window’ is a particularly acute observation.
F. S. Flint, ‘London’. Perhaps the greatest Imagist poem about London, this short lyric, written in imitation of the French vers libre style, is one of Flint’s best poems.
T. S. Eliot, The Waste Land. One of the most famous poetic evocations of London in the twentieth century is found in Eliot’s long modernist masterpiece, The Waste Land, published in 1922. Whether it’s his depiction of the litter-strewn Thames, the crowds of morning commuters flowing over London Bridge, or the sounds and sights of the city’s churches, The Waste Land captures the essence (or essences) of modern London in some very memorable phrases.
Louis MacNeice, ‘London Rain’. This masterly MacNeice poem, written against the backdrop of impending war, might be considered WWII’s response to Edward Thomas’s ‘Rain’, written during the First World War. Like Thomas, MacNeice uses the rain pouring down outside as a springboard for meditations about life, death, war, and the numinous and religious.
Continue your poetry odyssey with these great city poems, these classic drinking poems, these great poems about the moon, and this pick of the best poems about the English landscape. Or remain in London with these classic literary facts about the city. For more classic poetry, we recommend The Oxford Book of English Verse – perhaps the best poetry anthology on the market.
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Image (top): Sketch of London Bridge made in 1616 by Claes Van Visscher, Wikimedia Commons. Image (bottom): London Skyline Panorama from New Zealand High Commission by Christine Matthews via geograph.co.uk.
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