Palingenesis by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

I lay upon the headland-height, and listened / To the incessant sobbing of the sea / In caverns under me, / And watched the waves, that tossed and fled and glistened, / Until the rolling meadows of amethyst / Melted away in mist.

Then suddenly, as one from sleep, I started; / For round about me all the sunny capes / Seemed peopled with the shapes / Of those whom I had known in days departed, / Apparelled in the loveliness which gleams / On faces seen in dreams.