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The Beauty of Autumn
学号：05070411 班级：07（4）To Autumn of John Keats is quite different from the traditional poems about autumn home and abroad. Autumn is full of pessimism and gloomy in many peop le’s eyes, but under Keats’s pen, it’s hopeful, content and relaxed. Autumn is intangible; however, it becomes tangible and perceived here.
T he autumn under Keats’s pen is divided into three stages---early autumn, mid-autumn, and late autumn. It develops firmly in keeping with the development of the day and that of the season.
In the first stanza, Keats describes the mellow fruitfulness of autumn, such as the grapes, apples, gourd, hazel shells, indicating that it’s a season full of hopes. Sensuous feelings are widely used here, such as “seeing” green vines, red apples and brown hazels, “smelling” the mellow fruitfulness, “hearing” the bees, “tasting” the sweet honey and “touching” its clamminess. The poet doesn’t describe the colors directly, but we may imagine that whether the color of grapes is light green, light purple or milky white, providing us ample room for imagination. Maybe this is the charm of the poem in one way. What’s more, personification is used here, such as the autumn conspires with the maturing sun to ripen the fruits and mellows like a tricky child.
The second stanza presents us with the harvest activities in the British countryside. Autumn is also personified here as a farmer who takes joy from harvesting. He sits on a granary floor, drowses, gleans or sits by a cider-press, waiting for apple wine. All these acts bring us the atmosphere of harvesting.
We can find a lot of onomatopoeia in the third stanza, like the wailing of gnats, the singing of crickets, and the bleating of lambs, the whistling of robins and the twittering of swallows. All these sounds form a pastoral symphony of the late autumn.
Just as Keats once said that beauty and melancholy are twin sisters, the most beautiful autumn has its end one day. We may also find the hidden sadness behind the joyful scenery. For example, the bees think warm days will never cease but actually will do, the swallows twitter in the sky, predicting that the winter is coming in the near future. We can never change the natural laws of seasons, and we just accept it no matter how unwillingly we are. Maybe that’s also what the poet wants to convey to us besides the joy of autumn itself.。