A Slumber did my Spirit Seal

A slumber did my spirit seal;

    I had no human fears:

She seemed a thing that could not feel

    The touch of earthly years.

No motion has she now, no force;

    She neither hears nor sees;

Rolled round in earth's diurnal course,

    With rocks, and stones, and trees.

Composed whilst on his travels in in Germany. Coleridge wrote of this poem in a letter of April 1799: "Some months ago Wordsworth transmitted to me a most sublime Epitaph ... whether it had any reality, I cannot say.--Most probably, in some gloomier moment he had fancied the moment in which his Sister might die."