This document provides a literary analysis of John Keats' poetry, specifically his poem "Ode to Autumn". It summarizes the three stanzas of the poem, which celebrate the beauty and melancholy of autumn. The first stanza describes the changing of the seasons, the second focuses on rural people during autumn activities, and the third evokes the sounds of autumn. It includes two cited image sources and two references used.

1. Literary analysis of John Keats poetry By: Kelli L. Anderson

2. Moorgate, London, England (1795 - 1821) A thing of beauty is a joy forever: its loveliness increases; it will never pass into nothingness. -John Keats http://www.chrishorner.net/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/Keats3.jpg

3. http://www.slimeland.com/images/pictures/Autumn.jpg Ode to Autumn This poem celebrates the special qualities of beauty and melancholy of the fall season.

4. 1st Stanza- Changing of the Seasons Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness!Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun;Conspiring with him how to load and blessWith fruit the vines that round the thatch-eaves run;To bend with apples the mossed cottage-trees,And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core;To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shellsWith 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'erbrimmed their clammy cells.

5. 2nd stanza- People Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store?Sometimes whoever seeks abroad may findThee sitting careless on a granary floor,Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind;Or on a half-reaped furrow sound asleep,Drowsed with the fume of poppies, while thy hookSpares the next swath and all its twined flowers;And sometimes like a gleaner thou dost keepSteady thy laden head across a brook;Or by a cider-press, with patient look,Thou watchest the last oozings, hours by hours.

6. 3rd stanza- Sounds of Autumn 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 dayAnd touch the stubble-plains with rosy hue;Then in a wailful choir the small gnats mournAmong the river sallows, borne aloftOr sinking as the light wind lives or dies;And full-grown lambs loud bleat from hilly bourn;Hedge-crickets sing, and now with treble softThe redbreast whistles from a garden-croft;And gathering swallows twitter in the skies.

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