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Happy birthday to Keats!

He'd be 214 today. It's been a good year for Keats, with the reopening of his house in London, and the release of "Bright Star" to mostly great reviews. Can anyone think of anything else?

Here is a bit of Keats to celebrate the day:
                                 TO AUTUMN.


    SEASON of mists and mellow fruitfulness,
        Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun;
    Conspiring with him how to load and bless
        With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eves run;
    To bend with apples the moss’d cottage-trees,
        And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core;
            To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells
    With a sweet kernel; to set budding more,
        And still more, later flowers for the bees,
        Until they think warm days will never cease,
            For Summer has o’er-brimm’d their clammy cells.


    Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store?
        Sometimes whoever seeks abroad may find
    Thee sitting careless on a granary floor,
        Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind;
    Or on a half-reap’d furrow sound asleep,
        Drows’d with the fume of poppies, while thy hook
            Spares the next swath and all its twined flowers:
    And sometimes like a gleaner thou dost keep
        Steady thy laden head across a brook;
        Or by a cyder-press, with patient look,
            Thou watchest the last oozings hours by hours.


    Where are the songs of Spring? Ay, where are they?
        Think not of them, thou hast thy music too,—
    While barred clouds bloom the soft-dying day,
        And touch the stubble plains with rosy hue;
    Then in a wailful choir the small gnats mourn
        Among the river sallows, borne aloft
            Or sinking as the light wind lives or dies;
    And full-grown lambs loud bleat from hilly bourn;
        Hedge-crickets sing; and now with treble soft
        The red-breast whistles from a garden-croft;
           And gathering swallows twitter in the skies.


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On October 31st, 2009 09:05 pm (UTC), dothestrand commented:
Ooh, I like your icon. And yes, happy birthday Keats! I can't think of anything except for the house re-opening (I'll be working there as a volunteer later this year - should be exciting), and Bright Star. But it's definitely been a good year for him.
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On October 31st, 2009 10:34 pm (UTC), zuz211 replied:
Thanks! The icon is from tabbycat5, who posted some Keats icons to this community a while back.

And I am sooo jealous of your getting to volunteer at the house! I was last in London in 2008, so all I got to do was take pictures of the outside. Enjoy!
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On November 1st, 2009 01:04 am (UTC), rampantwhistler replied:
That's so great that you're volunteering at the Keats House! I hope you'll share some of your experience here with us in the community.
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On November 1st, 2009 01:03 am (UTC), rampantwhistler commented:
Naturally, a strange twist of fate brought the Bright Star soundtrack that I ordered on Amazon nearly two weeks ago into my hands today. Talk about fate! And a perfect day to listen and reflect. :)
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On November 1st, 2009 06:10 am (UTC), zuz211 replied:
That's great! I would like to get the soundtrack as well. I really liked it when I saw the film. How perfect that you got it on Keats's birthday!
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