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 譯文：霧氣洋溢、果實圓熟的秋，
妳和成熟的太陽成為友伴；
妳們密謀用累累的珠球，
綴滿茅屋檐下的葡萄藤蔓；
使屋前的老樹背負著蘋果，
讓熟味透進果實的心中，
使葫蘆脹大，鼓起了榛子殼，
好塞進甜核；又為了蜜蜂
壹次壹次開放過遲的花朵，
使它們以為日子將永遠暖和，
因為夏季早填滿它們的粘巢。