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Ode To Autumn Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness! Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun	Last Sonnet Bright star, would I were steadfast as thou art! - Not in lone splendour hung aloft the night, And watching, with eternal lids apart, Like Nature's patient sleepless Eremite, John Keats	Ode To A Grecian Urn Beauty is truth, truth beauty, -that is all Ye know on earth, and all ye need to know. John Keats
To Sleep O soft embalmer of the still midnight! Shutting, with careful fingers and benign, Our gloom-pleas'd eyes, embower'd from the light, Enshaded in forgetfulness divine; John Keats	The Day is Gone The day is gone, and all its sweets are gone! Sweet voice, sweet lips, soft hand, and softer breast, Warm breath, light whisper, tender semi-tone, Bright eyes, accomplish’d shape, and lang’rous wai	O Solitude O Solitude! if I must with thee dwell, Let it not be among the jumbled heap Of murky buildings: John Keats
Human Seasons Four seasons fill the measure of the year; There are four seasons in the mind of Man:	When I Have Fears That I May Cease To Be When I have fears that I may cease to be Before my pen has glean'd my teeming brain, Before high-piled books, in charactery, Hold like rich garners the full ripen'd grain; John Keats