The Human Seasons
1 Four Seasons fill the measure of the year;
2 There are four seasons in the mind of man:
3 He has his lusty Spring, when fancy clear
4 Takes in all beauty with an easy span:
5 He has his Summer, when luxuriously
6 Spring's honied cud of youthful thought he loves
7 To ruminate, and by such dreaming high
8 Is nearest unto heaven: quiet coves
9 His soul has in its Autumn, when his wings
10 He furleth close; contented so to look
11 On mists in idleness--to let fair things
12 Pass by unheeded as a threshold brook.
13 He has his Winter too of pale misfeature,
14 Or else he would forego his mortal nature.