"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."
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Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting:
The Soul that rises with us, our life's Star,
Hath had elsewhere its setting,
And cometh from afar:
Not in entire forgetfulness,
And not in utter nakedness,
But trailing clouds of glory do we come
From God, who is our home:
Heaven lies about us in our infancy
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