The human seasons
---- Jon Keats
Four Seasons fill the measure of the year;
There are four seasons in the mind of man:
He has his lusty Spring,when fancy clear
Takes in all beauty with an easy span:
he has his Summer,when luxuriously
Spring's honeyed cud of youthful thought he loves
to ruminate,and by such dreaming high
Is nearest unto heaven:quite coves
His soul has in its Autumn,when his wings
He furls close;contented so to look
On mists in idleness-to let fair things
Pas by unheeded as a threshold brook.
He has his Winter too of pale disfeature,
or else he would forego his mortal nature. 
人生的四季
----約翰.濟慈
春夏秋冬把一年的時間填滿，
人的心靈也包含著四個季節。
在他朝氣蓬勃的春天，那清晰的幻想
早一瞬間就把所有的美輕易囊括。
在他的夏天，他喜歡用年輕思想
把春天裏采的花蜜反復品位，
細細欣賞那蜜汁的甘甜芳香，
乘著這高遠的夢想沖天而飛。
他心靈的秋天有如小灣安謐，
這時他心滿意足地收攏翅膀，
悠閒地凝視著霧色--而美好的事物
猶如門前的小溪悄然而逝。
他也有滿目蒼涼的冬天，
除非他走在命定的時日之前。
