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."