Testo Dear Familiar Phantoms

Again you come ye 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 thrown Are we still standing Or if further we're ascending You 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 awaken All is turning Trees and rocks with grinning faces All is whirling Wandering lights that spin in mazes Of 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 repitition First love returns with freindship in his train And names the good whose cheating fortune tore them Now life tracks his devious labyrinthine chain And left me to deplore them