国外经典英文短诗：Mirage

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国外经典英文短诗：Mirage
　　How is it that, being gone, you fill my days,
　　And all the long nights are made glad by thee?
0 `2 x' O4 p) A6 _　　No loneliness is this, nor misery,
; H8 M1 u. o8 b* l" h: R/ s　　But great content that these should be the ways
. |. S9 N. ^9 N2 g1 V3 z- [* x　　Whereby the Fancy, dreaming as she strays,
　　Makes bright and present what she would would be.
' G+ K* o( b6 |$ G　　And who shall say if the reality
　　Is not with dreams so pregnant. For delays
　　And hindrances may bar the wished-for end;
　　A thousand misconceptions may prevent
　　Our souls from coming near enough to blend;
, P% b" h+ v* r8 z% f* s) y  Q　　Let me but think we have the same intent,
　　That each one needs to call the other, "friend!"
　　It may be vain illusion. I'm content.