The poem
All look and likeness caught from earth All accident of kin and birth, Had pass'd away. There was no trace Of aught on that illumined face, Uprais'd beneath the rifted stone But of one spirit all her own ;-- She, she herself, and only she, Shone through her body visibly.
This is my favorite poem! How can there not be any more comments about it?!? Come on, guys! Speak (or write) up!!!!!!!! (:
Phantom
I enjoyed this poem. I read it over and over and still draw the moon to mind. Due to the fact of the time period it was written. you may or may not agree.