Cyriack, this three years day these eyes, though clear,
To outward view, of blemish or of spot;
Bereft of light their seeing have forgot,
Nor to their idle orbs doth sight appear
西里克，看我这眼睛，外表虽清明，
看不出瑕疵或损伤，却整整三年
不曾见光明，忘掉了视查的能力，
在茫茫岁月里，我这无用的双眼，
Of Sun, or Moon, or Star, throughout the year,
Of man, or woman.  Yet I argue not
Against heaven’s hand or will, nor bate a jot
Of heart or hope; but still bear up and steer
再也瞧不见太阳，月亮和星星，
男人和女人。然而我并不抱怨
神的安排或意旨，我依然充满了
热情与信心。我还能勇往直前，