秋颂

【英】约翰·济慈

1

雾霭洋溢、硕果累累的秋，

是催熟万物之太阳的挚友；

你们密谋如何把福佑赐予大地：

让挂果的葡萄藤蔓爬遍檐下，

让苹果把缀满青苔的树干压弯，

让所有的果子都熟透香甜，

让甜甜的籽粒把葫芦胀满，

让榛子壳撑得又胖又圆，

让花期延长，为蜜蜂绽放。

让它们以为日子总是暖的，

因为夏日早填满了它们沾湿的蜂房。

2

Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store?

Sometimes whoever seeks abroad may find

Thee sitting careless on a granary floor,

Thy hair sort-lifted by the winnowing wind;

Or on a half-reaped furrow sound asleep,

Dowsed 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 oozing hours by hours.

2

谁没见过你常逗留于谷仓间？

出门的人也可以在田野里瞥见，

你坐在打谷场自在悠闲，

和风轻轻将你的秀发翻卷；

或见你在收割过的田垄上酣眠，

昏昏沉沉伴随着罂粟花的香甜，

你不忍对花儿缠绕的禾行挥镰；

有时你像拾穗者一样，

头顶粮袋在溪水涧稳步穿行。

或者耐心待在榨汁的机架旁，

长久地凝视缓缓流淌的酒浆。

3

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 waiful 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-breast whistles form a garden-croft;

And gathering swallows twitter in the skies.

3

春之歌在哪儿？啊，它们去了何方？

别想它们了，你的音乐正在回旋，

锦云映照缓缓隐退的白天，

又把玫瑰色镀在残梗碎散的麦田。

这时，河边垂柳下虫儿的吟唱

交织成悲哀的和声，它们时而飞起

忽而下落，随着微风起伏；

树篱下蛐蛐歌声妙曼，

山坳里群羊咩咩叫；

天空中群燕叽喳呢喃，

田园里知更鸟在婉转鸣啼。