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gijs's review
3.0
Autumn; best season ever. And of course, included is one of the few absolutely perfect poems in the English language; ‘to Autumn’, by John Keats; some of the lines found their way into my doctoral thesis;
“Where are the songs of spring? Ay, Where are they?
Think not of them, thou hast thy music too,—“
“Where are the songs of spring? Ay, Where are they?
Think not of them, thou hast thy music too,—“
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