Томас Лав Пикок (Thomas Love Peacock)




Текст оригинала на английском языке

Castles in the Air


My thoughts by night are often filled
With visions false as fair:
For in the past alone I build
My castles in the air.

I dwell not now on what may be:
Night shadows o'er the scene:
But still my fancy wanders free
Through that which might have been. 



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