托馬斯·哈代，英國詩人、小說家。他是橫跨兩個世紀的作家，早期和中期的創作以小說為主，繼承和發揚了維多利亞時代的文學傳統;晚年以其出色的詩歌開拓了英國20世紀的文學。

I thought you a fire

On Heron-Plantation Hill,

Dealing out mischief the most dire

To the chattels of men of hire

There in their vill.

我想你是火焰

高高地燃燒在蒼茫的種植園山崗

看著那些工人們與悲慘的命運達成交易

那里，躺著他們的村莊

But by and by

You turned a yellow-green,

Like a large glow-worm in the sky;

And then I could descry

Your mood and mien.

不久之后

你將換上黃綠色的裳

就像一只夜空下的螢火蟲

我能夠看見

你的沉思與靜謐的風采

How well I know

Your furtive feminine shape!

As if reluctantly you show

You nude of cloud, and but by favour throw

Aside its drape . . .

我比誰人都明了

你的輕盈充滿女性溫柔的身軀

仿佛你不愿將

光潔的云朵加以示人

你更喜歡的是輕輕為它披上

一件薄紗

How many a year

Have you kept pace with me,

Wan Woman of the waste up there,

Behind a hedge, or the bare

Bough of a tree!

一年中我們曾并肩

踏足多少的地方

垃圾堆旁的蒼白女人

走過籬笆墻外，或者是在那一株

落盡了葉子的樹枝下

No novelty are you,

O Lady of all my time,

Veering unbid into my view

Whether I near Death’s mew,

Or Life’s top cyme!

我對你再也熟習不過

與我時刻相伴的月光女神

你走進我的眼際

無論我靠近死神的荒冢

亦或是生命之樹的頂端!