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Keats got it about right, I'm sure he'll be glad to hear. But just a couple of things I would mention from a present day perspective; the email's on its way.

The "full grown lambs" he heard "loud bleat from hilly bourn" are unlikely to be heard round here in autumn. We all know where they've gone, and pretty silently too. Was it different in 1819?

The other thing that very slightly disappoints me is his failure to mention one of the most characteristic features of autumn: threads and fibres.

Maybe his consumption kept him indoors in the early morning which makes the omission  forgiveable.

Thistles and Willowherbs are conspicuous now, and somewhat soggy it must be said. Yet that is still a strong autumn feature.

Webs too are at their best and a morning walk is made more entertaining by a search for the most picturesque.