The awful shadow of some unseen Power floats, though unseen, among us.
某种无形力量的可怕阴影,虽不可见,却在我们中间漂浮。
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.