昔日戏言身后事,今朝都到眼前来。
衣裳已施行看尽,针线犹存未忍开。
尚想旧情怜婢仆,也曾因梦送钱财。
诚知此恨人人有,贫贱夫妻百事哀。
We joked, long ago, about one of us dying,
But suddenly, before my eyes, you are gone.
Almost all your clothes have been given away;
Your needlework is sealed, I dare not look at it....
I continue your bounty to our men and our maids –
Sometimes, in a dream, I bring you gifts.
...This is a sorrow that all mankind must know –
But not as those know it who have been poor together.