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To Autumn BY JOHN KEATSSeason 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 hazelContinue reading “To Autumn : John Keats : : Autumn Poems : :”