O Autumn, laden with fruit and stained
秋呵，你满载果实，又深染着
With the blood of the grape, pass not, but sit
葡萄的血；不要走吧，请坐在
Beneath my shady roof! There thou may'st rest,
我的檐下；你可以歇在那儿，
And tune thy jolly voice to my fresh pipe,
用愉快的调子配合我的芦笛，
And all the daughters of the year shall dance.
一年的女儿们都要舞蹈了！
Sing now the lusty song of fruits and flowers:
请唱出果实与花的丰满的歌。
'The narrow bud opens her beauties to
“瘦小的花苞对太阳展示出
The sun, and love runs in her thrilling veins;
她的美，爱情在她的血里周流；
Blossoms hang round the brows of morning, and
锦簇的花挂在清晨的额前，
Flourish down the bright cheek of modest eve,
直垂到娴静的黄昏的红颊上；
Till clustering Summer breaks forth into singing,
于是稠密的夏季发出歌声，
And feathered clouds strew flowers round her head.
羽毛的云彩在她头上撒着花。
The spirits of the air live on the smells
等大气的精灵住在果实的
Of fruit; and joy, with pinions light, roves round
香味上，欢乐就轻轻展开翅膀
The gardens, or sits singing in the trees.'
在园中回荡，或落在树梢唱歌。”
Thus sang the jolly Autumn as he sat;
愉快的秋坐下，对我这样唱着；
Then rose, girded himself, and o'er the bleak
接着他起身，束紧腰带，便隐没
Hills fled from our sight—but left his golden load.
在荒山后，却抛下金色的负载。