哦秋天，满载着果实，被葡萄的

O Autumn, laden with fruit, and stained

鲜血染得红红的，别走，坐下来

With the blood of the grape, pass not, but sit

在我的阴翳的屋檐下歇一歇；

Beneath my shady roof, there thou may'st rest，

让我的新笛为你的欢歌伴奏；

And tune thy jolly voice to my fresh pipe；

于是年光的女儿将一齐起舞！

And all the daughters of the year shall dance！

现在，唱起花果的壮硕的歌吧。

Sing now the lusty song of fruits and flowers.

“嫩蕊向太阳展开了她的妩媚，

“The narrow bud opens her beauties to

于是爱在她震颤的静脉里流；

“The sun, and love runs in her thrilling veins；

繁花挂在清晓前额，又绚烂地

“Blossoms hang round the brows of morning, and

垂在贞洁的黄昏红润的颊上，

“Flourish down the bright cheek of modest eve，

直到葱茏的夏天爆出了歌声，

“Till clust'ring Summer breaks forth into singing，

白羽似的云片萦绕着她的头。

“And feather'd clouds strew flowers round her head.

“空中的精灵吸着熟果的香气；

“The spirits of the air live on the smells

快乐，鼓着轻盈的翅膀，荡漾在：

“Of fruit；and joy, with pinions light, roves round

花园的四周，或坐在树上歌唱。”

“The gardens, or sits singing in the trees.”

快活的秋天就这样坐着歌唱；

Thus sang the jolly Autumn as he sat，

然后站起来，束束腰，在荒山上

Then rose, girded himself, and o'er the bleak

隐灭了；只留下金累累的重担。

Hills fled from our sight；but left his golden load.