It isn’t the thing you do, dear, It’s the thing you leave undone, Which gives you a bit of a heartache At the setting of the sun The tender word forgotten, The letter you did not write, The flower you might have sent, dear, Are your haunting ghosts tonight. -Margaret Elizabeth Sangster 不了情 在太陽下山時, 使你心痛的,親愛的, 不是你已吐露的心意, 而是你沒有表達的濃情: 你忘了說的溫柔話, 你沒有寫的情書, 你不妨送她的花束, 親愛的,這種種, 今宵將苦苦地使你一夜不眠! -Margaret Elizabeth Sangster