Then come on, come on, and yield A savour like unto a blessed field, When the bedabbled morn Washes the golden ears of corn.

Then come on, come on, and yield A savour like unto a blessed field, When the bedabbled morn Washes the golden ears of corn.

那就来吧，来吧，来吧，当醉醺醺的早晨冲洗着金色的玉米穗，你会像一片被祝福的田野一样，散发出一股馨香。

-- Robert Herrick 罗伯特·赫里克