[00:11.41]I wander through each chartered street,[00:16.74]Near where the chartered Thames does flow,[00:21.97]And mark in every face I meet[00:27.55]Marks of weakness, marks of woe[00:42.64]In every cry of every man,[00:47.72]In every infant's cry of fear,[00:52.70]In every voice, in every ban,[00:57.82]The mind-forged manacles I hear.[01:23.33]How the chimney-sweeper's cry[01:28.41]Every blackening church appalls,[01:33.44]And the hapless soldier's sigh[01:38.31]Runs in blood down palace walls[02:03.55]But most, through midnight streets I hear[02:09.42]How the youthful harlot's curse[02:14.41]Blasts the new-born infant's tear[02:19.29]And blights with plagues the marriage hearse[02:24.55]I wander through each chartered street,[02:30.11]Near where the chartered Thames does flow,[02:34.23]And mark in every face I meet[02:39.17]Marks of weakness, marks of woe