39 | 在雾气洋溢的秋天，和成熟的太阳成为友伴 - To Autumn

Hi everyone, welcome to the Leisure Park.

Today I will share with you the poem ‘To Autumn’, written by John Keats, translated by Mudan.

To Autumn

秋颂

Written by John Keats

Translated by 穆旦

1

Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness,

雾气洋溢、果实圆熟的秋，

Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun;

你和成熟的太阳成为友伴；

Conspiring with him how to load and bless

你们密谋用累累的珠球，

With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eves run;

缀满茅屋檐下的葡萄藤蔓；

To bend with apples the moss’d cottage-trees,

使屋前的老树背负着苹果， 

And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core;

让熟味透进果实的心中，

To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells

使葫芦胀大，鼓起了榛子壳，

With a sweet kernel; to set budding more,

好塞进甜核；又为了蜜蜂, 

And still more, later flowers for the bees,

一次一次开放过迟的花朵，

Until they think warm days will never cease,

使它们以为日子将永远暖和，

For summer has o’er-brimm’d their clammy cells.

因为夏季早填满它们的粘巢。    

2

Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store?

谁不经常看见你伴着谷仓？

Sometimes whoever seeks abroad may find

在田野里也可以把你找到，

Thee sitting careless on a granary floor,

你有时随意坐在打麦场上， 

Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind;

让发丝随着簸谷的风轻飘；

Or on a half-reap’d furrow sound asleep,

有时候，为罂粟花香所沉迷，

Drows'd with the fume of poppies, while thy hook

你倒卧在收割一半的田垄，

Spares the next swath and all its twined flowers:

让镰刀歇在下一畦的花旁；

And sometimes like a gleaner thou dost keep

或者像拾穗人越过小溪， 

Steady thy laden head across a brook;

你昂首背着谷袋，投下倒影，

Or by a cider-press, with patient look,

或者就在榨果架下坐几点钟，

Thou watchest the last oozings, hours by hours.

你耐心地瞧着徐徐滴下的酒浆。

3

Where are the songs of Spring? Ay, where are they?

啊，春日的歌哪里去了？但不要

Think not of them, thou hast thy music too,--

想这些吧，你也有你的音乐——

While barred clouds bloom the soft-dying day,

当波状的云把将逝的一天映照，

And touch the stubble-plains with rosy hue;

以胭红抹上残梗散碎的田野，

Then in a wailful choir the small gnats mourn

这时啊，河柳下的一群小飞虫

Among the river sallows, borne aloft

就同奏哀音，它们忽而飞高，

Or sinking as the light wind lives or dies;

忽而下落，随着微风的起灭；

And full-grown lambs loud bleat from hilly bourn;

篱下的蟋蟀在歌唱，在园中

Hedge-crickets sing; and now with treble soft

红胸的知更鸟就群起呼哨；

The redbreast whistles from a garden-croft,

而群羊在山圈里高声默默咩叫；

And gathering swallows twitter in the skies.

丛飞的燕子在天空呢喃不歇。

今天的节目就到这里啦。欢迎订阅Leisure Park闲时公园。下期节目我们将一起欣赏李叔同《送别》一诗的英文版本。See you next time.