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Acrostic Poem For The human seasons - John Keats

Four seasons fill the measure of the year; 
There are four seasons in the mind of Man: 
He has his lusty Spring, when fancy clear 
Takes in all beauty with an easy span: 
He has his Summer, when luxuriously 
Spring's honeyed cud of youthful thought he loves 
To ruminate, and by such dreaming high 
Is nearest unto heaven: quiet coves 
His soul has in its Autumn, when his wings 
He furleth close; contented so to look 
On mists in idleness -to let fair things 
Pass by unheeded as a threshold brook: - 
He has his Winter too of pale misfeature, 
Or else he would forgo his mortal nature.