00:00The Human Seasons by John Keats. Read by Short G. Extent.
00:10Four seasons fill the measure of the year. There are four seasons in the mind of man.
00:16He has his lusty spring, when fancy clear takes in all beauty with an easy span.
00:22He has his summer, when luxuriously springs home cut of youthful thought,
00:26he loves to ruminate, and by such dreaming eye is nearest unto heaven.
00:33Quiet coves his soul has in its autumn, when his wings he furleth close,
00:39content it so to look on mist in idleness, to let fair things pass unheeded as a threshold brook.
00:47He has his winter too of pale misfeature, or else he would forego his mortal nature.
00:56The Human Seasons by John Keats.
00:59The Human Seasons by John Keats.
01:03He has his long time for Moore's eyes to the other one.
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