Faust: Part I

"Again you show yourselves, you wavering Forms, Revealed, as you once were, to clouded vision. Shall I attempt to hold you fast once more? Heart's willing still to suffer that illusion? You crowd so near! Well then, you shall endure, And rouse me, from your mist and cloud's confusion: My spirit feels so young again: it's shaken By magic breezes that your breathings waken. You bring with you the sight of joyful days, And many a loved shade rises to the eye: And like some other half-forgotten...