So runs my dream: but what am I? An infant crying in the night: An infant crying for the light: And with no language but a cry.

So runs my dream: but what am I? An infant crying in the night: An infant crying for the light: And with no language but a cry.

我的梦想也是如此:但我是什么?有一个婴孩在夜间啼哭，有一个婴孩在光明中啼哭，没有言语，只有哭声。

-- Alfred, Lord Tennyson 阿尔弗雷德，丁尼生勋爵