To Autumn
                                       by John Keats J. 

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,
　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. 

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-reap’d furrow sound asleep,
　Dows’d 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 oozings hours by hours. 

　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. 

作者简介： 济慈，英国19世纪浪漫主义诗人。1816年发表处女作《哦，孤独》，1818年长诗《安狄米恩》出版，受到著名诗人拜伦和雪莱的重视与鼓励。他写出了大量脍炙人口的名篇，如长诗《伊莎贝拉》和抒情诗《希腊古瓮颂》、《夜莺颂》、《秋颂》等，奠定了他在英国文学史上的崇高地位。