I think this is my all-time favourite poem. I was reading it today and felt like sharing it. Below is a link to bartleby.com, where you can find more work by William Wordsworth.
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.