Poem by William Wordsworth

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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.

1. Nunnery Dell
2. In the Sound of Mull
3. The Glen of Loch Etive
4. The Brownie
5. Inside of King’s College Chapel, Cambridge: The Same

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