His vision, from the constantly passing bars,

栏杆闪过让它的目光

has grown so weary that it cannot hold

困倦，抓不住任何实体。

anything else. It seems to him there are

于它，仿佛有千条栏杆

a thousand bars; and behind the bars, no world.

千条栏杆后一片空虚。

As he paces in cramped circles, over and over,

迈着轻盈矫健的步伐，

the movement of his powerful soft strides

在极小的圈中转身，

is like a ritual dance around a center

仿佛围绕中心跳着力之舞，

in which a mighty will stands paralyzed.

强大的意志晕眩止步。

Only at times, the curtain of the pupils

只偶尔瞳孔的帘幕

lifts, quietly--. An image enters in,

无声掀起——。然后图像，

rushes down through the tensed, arrested muscles,

通过肢体绷紧的安宁进入——

plunges into the heart and is gone.

并在心中消散。