To Autumn
Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness,
Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun;
Conspiring with him how to load and bless
With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eves run;
To bend with apples the moss'd cottage-trees,
And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core;
To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells
With a sweet kernel; to set budding more,
And still more, later flowers for the bees,
Until they think warm days will never cease,
For summer has o'er-brimm'd their clammy cells.
Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store?
Sometimes whoever seeks abroad may find
Thee sitting careless on a granary floor,
Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind;
Or on a half-reap'd furrow sound asleep,
Drows'd with the fume of poppies, while thy hook
Spares the next swath and all its twined flowers:
And sometimes like a gleaner thou dost keep
Steady thy laden head across a brook;
Or by a cyder-press, with patient look,
Thou watchest the last oozings hours by hours.
Where are the songs of spring? Ay, where are they?
Think not of them, thou hast thy music too, -
While barred clouds bloom the soft-dying day,
And touch the stubble-plains with rosy hue;
Then in a wailful choir the small gnats mourn
Among the river sallows, borne aloft
Or sinking as the light wind lives or dies;
And full-grown lambs loud bleat from hilly bourn;
Hedge-crickets sing; and now with treble soft
The red-breat whistles from a garden-croft;
And gathering swallows twitter in the skies.
到秋天
季節(jié)的薄霧和甘美的豐饒，
成熟的太陽親密的知己；
與他共商如何加載和祝福
葡萄藤茅草屋檐纏；
用蘋果彎著，苔蘚會在樹上，
讓所有的果實都成熟的核心；
使葫蘆脹大，飽滿的榛子殼
帶著一粒甜美的內核，去設定更多的萌芽，
還有更多，后來的花的蜜蜂，
直到他們認為溫暖的日子將永遠不會停止，
夏天已經填滿它們的粘細胞。
誰不經?？匆娔阍谀愕纳痰陠?？
有時在國外尋求的是誰
你淡漠地坐在谷倉的地板，
你的頭發(fā)隨著簸谷的風輕飄；
或是在一個半收割時，會有一種沉睡的聲音，
確定要和鴉片煙，而你的鉤
備件下一畦的花：
有時像拾穗你保持
一條小溪旁的你的頭；
或果出版社，耐心地看著，
你watchest最后下逐小時。
春天的歌在哪里？是的，他們在哪里？
不要認為他們，你也有你的音樂，—
當被禁止的云朵綻放著柔軟的死亡日，
用玫瑰色的色調觸摸著；
然后在一個悲傷的唱詩班的小蠓蟲哀悼
在河的淺灘，在空中
或下沉，如光的風的生命或死亡；
和豐滿的羔羊大聲咩咩從丘陵的小溪；
籬下的蟋蟀在歌唱；在園中
從菜園的紅色大吹口哨；
和聚集在天空中的燕子。
Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness,
Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun;
Conspiring with him how to load and bless
With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eves run;
To bend with apples the moss'd cottage-trees,
And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core;
To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells
With a sweet kernel; to set budding more,
And still more, later flowers for the bees,
Until they think warm days will never cease,
For summer has o'er-brimm'd their clammy cells.
Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store?
Sometimes whoever seeks abroad may find
Thee sitting careless on a granary floor,
Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind;
Or on a half-reap'd furrow sound asleep,
Drows'd with the fume of poppies, while thy hook
Spares the next swath and all its twined flowers:
And sometimes like a gleaner thou dost keep
Steady thy laden head across a brook;
Or by a cyder-press, with patient look,
Thou watchest the last oozings hours by hours.
Where are the songs of spring? Ay, where are they?
Think not of them, thou hast thy music too, -
While barred clouds bloom the soft-dying day,
And touch the stubble-plains with rosy hue;
Then in a wailful choir the small gnats mourn
Among the river sallows, borne aloft
Or sinking as the light wind lives or dies;
And full-grown lambs loud bleat from hilly bourn;
Hedge-crickets sing; and now with treble soft
The red-breat whistles from a garden-croft;
And gathering swallows twitter in the skies.
到秋天
季節(jié)的薄霧和甘美的豐饒，
成熟的太陽親密的知己；
與他共商如何加載和祝福
葡萄藤茅草屋檐纏；
用蘋果彎著，苔蘚會在樹上，
讓所有的果實都成熟的核心；
使葫蘆脹大，飽滿的榛子殼
帶著一粒甜美的內核，去設定更多的萌芽，
還有更多，后來的花的蜜蜂，
直到他們認為溫暖的日子將永遠不會停止，
夏天已經填滿它們的粘細胞。
誰不經?？匆娔阍谀愕纳痰陠?？
有時在國外尋求的是誰
你淡漠地坐在谷倉的地板，
你的頭發(fā)隨著簸谷的風輕飄；
或是在一個半收割時，會有一種沉睡的聲音，
確定要和鴉片煙，而你的鉤
備件下一畦的花：
有時像拾穗你保持
一條小溪旁的你的頭；
或果出版社，耐心地看著，
你watchest最后下逐小時。
春天的歌在哪里？是的，他們在哪里？
不要認為他們，你也有你的音樂，—
當被禁止的云朵綻放著柔軟的死亡日，
用玫瑰色的色調觸摸著；
然后在一個悲傷的唱詩班的小蠓蟲哀悼
在河的淺灘，在空中
或下沉，如光的風的生命或死亡；
和豐滿的羔羊大聲咩咩從丘陵的小溪；
籬下的蟋蟀在歌唱；在園中
從菜園的紅色大吹口哨；
和聚集在天空中的燕子。