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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=421005" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Ode To Autumn</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness,<br> Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun;<br>Conspiring with him how to load and bless<br> With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eaves run;<br>To bend with apples the mossed cottage-trees,<br> And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core;<br> To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells<br> With a sweet kernel; to set budding more,<br>And still more, later flowers for the bees,<br>Until they think warm days will never cease,<br> For Summer has o'er-brimmed their clammy cell.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store?<br> Sometimes whoever seeks abroad may find<br>Thee sitting careless on a granary floor,<br> Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind;<br>Or on a half-reaped furrow sound asleep,<br> Drowsed with the fume of poppies, while thy hook<br> Spares the next swath and all its twined flowers;<br>And sometimes like a gleaner thou dost keep<br> Steady thy laden head across a brook;<br> Or by a cider-press, with patient look,<br> Thou watchest the last oozings, hours by hours.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Where are the songs of Spring? Ay, where are they?<br> Think not of them, thou hast thy music too,---<br>While barred clouds bloom the soft-dying day,<br> And touch the stubble-plains with rosy hue;<br>Then in a wailful choir, the small gnats mourn<br> Among the river sallows, borne aloft<br> Or sinking as the light wind lives or dies;<br>And full-grown lambs loud bleat from hilly bourn;<br> Hedge-crickets sing; and now with treble soft<br> The redbreast whistles from a garden-croft,<br> And gathering swallows twitter in the skies.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=John+Keats">John Keats</a><div class=q>
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 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,
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