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11/17/2018

Summary /Paraphrase of "To Autumn" by John Keats

  Lines 1--11  You (Autumn) are the season of soft, tasty fruits. You are a close friend of the sun which is getting warmer day by day. You are working secretly with the sun to ripe grapes that hang around the edges of thatched-roofs. Both of you work together to ripen fully all fruits including apples in the mossed cottage trees; both of you also work to swell the gourd, to enlarge the hazel shells and their sweet kernel and to bloom the later flowers for the bees who think that summer will never end though the honeycomb is filled with honey to the brim.    Lines 12--22  Who has not seen you often in your store? If anyone looks you outside your house , sometimes he will find you sitting on a granary floor carelessly when your heir is softly lifted by the wind of the season. Or, he may find you asleep ona half-reaped crop-land, drowsed with the fume of poppies, while your hook lies near the unreaped crops. Sometimes, you cross a brook with the bundle of reaped crops on your head like a gleaner. At some other time you work with a juice maker patiently for a long time.    Lines 23--33  Where are the songs of spring? Where are they? Do not think of them; you have your own music. During the sun set when the pieces of cloud and the open fields become rosy, the small gants mourn among the river sallows (a kind of trees) in a wailful choir. Their sounds rise and fall with the rise and fall of the wind. And the grown up lambs bleat loudly from the hilly areas. Hedge crickets sing ; from the garden-craft, the red-breast (Robin) whistle at the top of voice; the gathering swallows twitter in the skies.

Lines 1--11
You (Autumn) are the season of soft, tasty fruits. You are a close friend of the sun which is getting warmer day by day. You are working secretly with the sun to ripe grapes that hang around the edges of thatched-roofs. Both of you work together to ripen fully all fruits including apples in the mossed cottage trees; both of you also work to swell the gourd, to enlarge the hazel shells and their sweet kernel and to bloom the later flowers for the bees who think that summer will never end though the honeycomb is filled with honey to the brim.

Lines 12--22
Who has not seen you often in your store? If anyone looks you outside your house , sometimes he will find you sitting on a granary floor carelessly when your heir is softly lifted by the wind of the season. Or, he may find you asleep on a half-reaped crop-land, drowsed with the fume of poppies, while your hook lies near the unreaped crops. Sometimes, you cross a brook with the bundle of reaped crops on your head like a gleaner. At some other time you work with a juice maker patiently for a long time.

Lines 23--33
Where are the songs of spring? Where are they? Do not think of them; you have your own music. During the sun set when the pieces of cloud and the open fields become rosy, the small gants mourn among the river sallows (a kind of trees) in a wailful choir. Their sounds rise and fall with the rise and fall of the wind. And the grown up lambs bleat loudly from the hilly areas. Hedge crickets sing ; from the garden-craft, the red-breast (Robin) whistle at the top of voice; the gathering swallows twitter in the skies.

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