Phantom - By Samuel Taylor Coleridge

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,
  Upraised beneath the rifted stone,
  But of one spirit all her own;--
  She, she herself, and only she,
  Shone through her body visibly.

1804.