一条变黑的街道的知觉
急不可耐,想拥有世界。
打动我的是环绕、纠缠在
这些形象四周的纷纷幻念:
那是关于某个无限温柔的,
无限地受苦的造物的想法。
The conscience of a blackened street
Impatient to assume the world.
I am moved by fancies that are curled
Around these images, and cling:
The notion of some infinitely gentle
Infinitely suffering thing.的
——T.S.Eliot