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Слушать(AI)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."
William Wordsworth
William Wordsworth (7 April 1770 – 23 April 1850) was an English Romantic poet who, with Samuel Taylor Coleridge, helped to launch the Romantic
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