Dear Familiar Phantoms

Again you come he hovering forms
I find as early to my clouded sight ye shone
Shall I attempt this once to seize and bind ye
Still o'er my heart is that illusion thrownAre we still standing
Or if further we're ascendingYou crowd more near then be the reign assigned ye
And sway me from your misty shadow zone
My bosom thrills with youthful passion shaken
From magic airs that round your march awakenAll is turning...
Trees and rocks with grinning faces
All is whirling...
Wandering lights that spin in mazesOf joyous days you bring the blissful vision
The dear familiar phantoms rise again
And like an old and half-extinct tradition
Renewed is pain with mournful repetitionFirst love returns with friendship in his train
And names the good whose cheating fortune tore them
Now life tracks his devious labyrinthe chain
And left me to deplore them