They called me to the Window, for
“Twas Sunset”–Some one said–
I only saw a Sapphire Farm–
And just a Single Herd–

Of Opal Cattle–feeding far
Upon so vain a Hill–
As even while I looked–dissolved–
Nor Cattle were–nor Soil–

But in their stead–a Sea–displayed–
And Ships–of such a size
As Crew of Mountains–could afford–
And Decks–to seat the skies–

This–too–the Showman rubbed away–
And when I looked again–
Nor Farm–nor Opal Herd–was there–
Nor Mediterranean–

Emily Dickinson