“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-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 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’er-brimm’d their clammy cells.”

English poet

John Keats was an English poet of the Romantic period, born in 1795 and dead in 1821. He belongs to the second generation of Romantic poets, alongside Lord Byron and Percy Bysshe Shelley, and is known for verse that became central to English literature after his death. His poems were published for less than four years before he died of tuberculosis at 25. They were not well received during his lifetime, but his reputation rose quickly afterward. By the end of the nineteenth century he had entered the English canon, and his work went on to influence many writers of the Pre-Raphaelite Brotherhood.