339. The Human Seasons by John Keats
b"J Keats read by Classic Poetry Aloud:\\nhttp://www.classicpoetryaloud.com/\\n\\nGiving voice to the poetry of the past.\\n\\n---------------------------------------------------\\n\\nThe Human Seasons\\n\\nby John Keats (1795 \\u2013 1821)\\n\\nFour Seasons fill the measure of the year; \\nThere are four seasons in the mind of man:\\u2014 \\nHe has his lusty Spring, when fancy clear \\nTakes in all beauty with an easy span: \\n \\nHe has his Summer, when luxuriously \\nSpring's honey'd cud of youthful thought he loves \\nTo ruminate, and by such dreaming high \\nIs nearest unto heaven: quiet coves \\n \\nHis soul has in its Autumn, when his wings \\nHe furleth close; contented so to look \\nOn mists in idleness\\u2014to let fair things \\nPass by unheeded as a threshold brook: \\n \\nHe has his Winter too of pale misfeature, \\nOr else he would forego his mortal nature. \\n \\n\\nFirst aired: 15 October 2008\\n\\nFor hundreds more poetry readings, visit the Classic Poetry Aloud index.\\n\\nReading \\xa9 Classic Poetry Aloud 2008"