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Tuesday, February 4, 2014


John Keats was inspired by Shakespeare, Milton and Spenser. He is a genius
of poetry and a lover of nature. He projected a warmth of heart and sensitivity
to the innate beauty of the world!

The Eve of St. Agnes

St Agnes Eve -- Ah bitter chill it was!
The owl, for all his feathers, was a - Cold;
The hare limp'd trembling through the frozen grass,
And silent was the flock in wooly fold:

Numb were the Beadsman's fingers, while he told
His rosary, and while his frosted breath,
Like pious incence from a censer old,
Seem'd taking flight for heaven, without a death,
Past the sweet Virgin's picture, while his prayer he saith.

To Autumn
Season of mist and mellow fruitfulness,
Close bosom - friend of the maturing sun;
Conspiring with how to load and bless
With fruit the vines that round the thatch - eaves 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 the 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 shells...

Source: C. R. Bull, ed. Regency Poets: Byron, Shelley, Keats

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