Here you will find the Poem Love's Phantom of poet Mathilde Blind
SHUT out day's wintry beams! Sleep, brood upon my brain! For sweet sleep bringeth dreams And love again! Love cold and wan and sere Heaped over with tears and snows; Lo, born within its bier, Blooms like a rose! Its fragrance fills each vein, Its fervour flushes my heart, I feel through breast and brain Its rapturous smart; The look, the tone, the deep Supreme smile of delight: Ah, fickle as love, false sleep, Why take thy flight?
