F A T A M O R G A N A

O sweet illusions of song
That tempt me everywhere,
In the lonely fields, and the throng
Of the crowded thoroughfare!

I wander and wander along,
And forever before me gleams
The shining city of song,
In the beautiful land of dreams.

For the vision to reappear

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Fata Morgana (1873)