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"Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness": Autumn Romantic Voices

As part of a four-piece series of poems about the seasons, "To Autumn" finely portrays the speaker's evocation of autumn as a season full of song, fruitfulness, poetic inspiration, and passing beauty that always leaves behind "his golden load." Definitely one of Blake's most extraordinary work.

To Autumn By William Blake, 1769 O Autumn, laden with fruit, and stainèd With the blood of the grape, pass not, but sit Beneath my shady roof; there thou may'st rest, And tune thy jolly voice to my fresh pipe, And all the daughters of the year shall dance! Sing now the lusty song of fruits and flowers. `The narrow bud opens her beauties to The sun, and love runs in her thrilling veins; Blossoms hang round the brows of Morning, and Flourish down the bright cheek of modest Eve, Till clust'ring Summer breaks forth into singing, And feather'd clouds strew flowers round her head. `The spirits of the air live on the smells Of fruit; and Joy, with pinions light, roves round The gardens, or sits singing in the trees.' Thus sang the jolly Autumn as he sat; Then rose, girded himself, and o'er the bleak Hills fled from our sight; but left his golden load.

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