Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1807–1882). Complete Poetical Works. 1893.
Birds of PassageFlight the Third. Fata Morgana
O
That tempt me everywhere,
In the lonely fields, and the throng
Of the crowded thoroughfare!
I grasp you, and ye are gone;
But ever by night and by day,
The melody soundeth on.
In desert or prairie vast,
Blue lakes, overhung with trees,
That a pleasant shadow cast;
And shining roofs of gold,
That vanish as he draws nigh,
Like mists together rolled,—
And forever before me gleams
The shining city of song,
In the beautiful land of dreams.
Of that golden atmosphere,
It is gone, and I wonder and wait
For the vision to reappear.