To Autumn ----John Keats             1 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,
雾气洋溢、果实圆熟秋，
　　你和成熟太阳成为友伴；
　　你们密谋用累累珠球，
　　缀满茅屋檐下葡萄藤蔓；
　　使屋前老树背负着苹果，
　　
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 flowe ...