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THE BOX TREE. 
ILLUSTRATION OF THE SENTIMENT. 
A slumber did my spirit seal; 
I had no human fears; 
She seem’d a thing that could not feel 
The touch of earthly years. 
No motion had she now, no force; 
She neither hears nor sees; 
Roll’d round in earth’s diurnal course. 
With rocks, and stones, and trees. 
Wordsworth. 
