‘London,’ by William Blake

This is a version of the text of “London” published as a part of Songs of Innocence and Experience in 1789 and 1794:

London

I wander 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 blacknng Church appalls.
And the hapless Soldiers sigh
Runs in blood down Palace walls

But most thro’ midnight streets I hear
How the youthful Harlots curse
Blasts the new born Infants tear
And blights with plagues the Marriage hearse
A printing of the poem
Above the poem is an old man being led by a child through smoky streets; to the right of stanzas 2 and 3 is a child warming their hands over a large fire that is billowing smoke. The original page was about 11cm by 7cm.

You can find this image (from Copy B of Songs of Innocence and Experience) and many additional versions at the Blake Archive.