Thomas Hardy - She, at His Funeral 汉译

They bear him to his resting-place—   

In slow procession sweeping by;  

I follow at a stranger’s space;      

His kindred they, his sweetheart I.

Unchanged my gown of garish dye,             

Though sable-sad is their attire;    

But they stand round with griefless eye,      

Whilst my regret consumes like fire!

送他的葬

托马斯·哈代

他们送他到他的安息国——

蠕动着一道纡缓的行列；

我跟在后背，一个送殡的外客，

他们是他的亲属，我是他的……

我不曾撤换我的艳色的衣装，

虽则他们都是遍体的乌黑，

但他们只冷淡的站着观望，

我的伤心却火焰似的消蚀！

（徐志摩 译）