Fata Morgana

A blue-eyed phantom far before
Is laughing, leaping toward the sun:
Like lead I chase it evermore
I pant and run

It breaks the sunlight bound on bound:
Goes singing as it leaps along
To sheep-bells with a dreamy sound
A dreamy song

I laugh, it is so brisk and gay;
It is so far before, I weep:
I hope I shall lie down some day
Lie down and sleep