晨读美文 秋颂

晨读美文 秋颂

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-eaves 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.

雾霭迷濛、硕果芳醇的秋!

使万物成熟的太阳与你结为挚友;

密谋以累累的珠球，

缀满茅屋檐下的葡萄藤;

村舍前青苔遍布的老树，苹果压弯了枝桠，

让所有的果实都熟透;

吹胀了葫芦，鼓起了榛子壳

好塞进甜甜的果仁;又为了蜜蜂

让越来越多过季的花儿结上蓓蕾，

直到它们以为温暖的时光永无止休，

因为夏日早已填满它们的粘巢。

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,

Drowsed 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 cider-press, with patient look,

Thou watchest the last oozings hours by hours.

谁不常见你藏身于谷仓?

有时，任谁外出寻找都能发现

你无忧无虑地坐在打麦场上，

发丝随着簸谷的风轻扬;

或者，沉迷于罂粟花香，

你酣睡在收割一半的田野上，

让镰刀歇在下一畦庄稼和田垄的花丛旁;

有时，如拾穗者

你稳稳地顶着满载的收获越过溪流;

或者，耐心地守候在榨果架旁，

你长久地凝视徐徐渗下的酒浆。

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 redbreast whistles from a garden-croft;

And gathering swallows twitter in the skies.

春之歌飘落何方?唉，何处觅其踪影?

别想这些了，你也有你的乐音，——

当片片浮云把缓缓将逝的一天照映，

玫瑰色的夕阳晕染了茬梗遍布的田野;

这时，河边垂柳下秋虫的唱吟

交织成悲哀的和声，它们时而飞起

忽而下落，随着微风的轻拂或止息;

长成的群羊在山涧咩咩叫唤;

蟋蟀们在篱下歌唱;而知更鸟

用高音在园中婉转啼鸣;

丛飞的燕子在天空呢喃嘤咛。