But I , entelechy , form of forms , am I by memory because under everchanging forms .
然而我，生命原理，形态的形态，由于形态是不断变化的，在记忆之中，我恢然是我。
With fond delight thou wrappest about thy starry breast that mantle of misty cloud , turning it into numberless shapes and folds and colouring it with hues everchanging .
