海外逸士英詩原創: See A Friend Off

A waving hand up with a kerchief red,
And parting tears blur many loving eyes.
The train's out of sight, the smoke still o'erhead;
But on which day return to soothe the sighs?

The past pleasures can no longer be sought,
Yet how can the happy times I e'er forget?
Hence in old resorts I'll wander about
Alone with a friendless feeling at sunset.