The Moving Finger writes; and, having writ, Moves on: nor all thy Piety nor Wit Shall lure it back to cancel half a Line, Nor all thy Tears wash out a Word of it.
跳著舞的流水啊!当你途中的泥沙为你的歌声和流动哀求时,你可愿意担起他们跛足的重担?