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To Autumn - John Keats

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The well-known poem by John Keats, read by Neil Conrich.

Ode To Autumn
by John Keats

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-eaves run;
To bend with apples the mossed 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-brimmed their clammy cell.

Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store?
Sometimes whoever seeks abroad may find
Thee sitting careless on a granary floor,
Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind;
Or on a half-reaped furrow sound asleep,
Drowsed with the fume of poppies, while thy hook
Spares the next swath and all its twined flowers;
And sometimes like a gleaner thou dost keep
Steady thy laden head across a brook;
Or by a cider-press, with patient look,
Thou watchest the last oozings, hours by hours.

Where are the songs of Spring? Ay, where are they?
Think not of them, thou hast thy music too,--
While barred clouds bloom the soft-dying day,
And touch the stubble-plains with rosy hue;
Then in a wailful choir, the small gnats mourn
Among the river sallows, borne aloft
Or sinking as the light wind lives or dies;
And full-grown lambs loud bleat from hilly bourn;
Hedge-crickets sing; and now with treble soft
The redbreast whistles from a garden-croft,
And gathering swallows twitter in the skies.

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  • nice reading , but what is the hurry he needs to slow the reading down a bit

  • Amazing its a beautiful poem keats was a genius.

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  • @mrswozzle Not at all. He doesn't presuppose that we can't observe autumn for ourselves; this is simply his observation of it, which he shares with us. It's the expression of the feelings and images which the season creates in his own soul.

  • what  a time waster..he presupposes that the rest of the human race can't observe Autumn for themselves. The difference is that we can express clearly what we see, think and feel..this is just time wasting babble, isn't it?

  • I love this poem, & the pictures are vibrantly beautiful. Great voice, great video!!!

  • I agree, far too quick. he should relish every word.

  • To Autumn! I love him poem. It is very greatful . He use simple word to express his thinking and autumn.

  • Beautiful Poem. I'm studying this for gcse. and it's on tuesday. So I'm trying to study all of best words.I'm quite enjoying this poem though. because it appeals to the reader's senses. And it' just great.

  • Cool a poem about my name :)

  • You read it so BADLY!

  • how boring

  • it is loaded with triple meaning [ nature...disguised comment on his life...and, it seems, disguised political criticisms

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