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Letters of John Keats to Fanny Brawne: Written in the years MDCCCXIX and MDCCCXX and now given from the original manuscripts — John Shaqi

Letters of John Keats to Fanny Brawne: Written in the years MDCCCXIX and MDCCCXX and now given from the original manuscriptsKeats, John

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Letters of John Keats to Fanny Brawne: Written in the years MDCCCXIX and MDCCCXX and now given from the original manuscripts

Name: Letters of John Keats to Fanny Brawne: Written in the years MDCCCXIX and MDCCCXX and now given from the original manuscripts
Author: Keats, John

Keats, John

Brawne, Fanny, 1800-1865 -- Correspondence; Keats, John, 1795-1821 -- Correspondence; Poets, English -- 19th century -- Correspondence

The power of your benediction is of not so weak a nature as
    to pass from the ring in four and twenty hours—it is like a
    sacred Chalice once consecrated and ever consecrate. I shall
    kiss your name and mine where your Lips have been—Lips! why
    should a poor prisoner as I am talk about such things? Thank
    God, though I hold them the dearest pleasures in the universe,
    I have a consolation independent of them in the certainty
    of your affection. I could write a song in the style of Tom
    Moore’s Pathetic about Memory if that would be any relief to
    me. No—’twould not. I will be as obstinate as a Robin, I will
    not sing in a cage. Health is my expected heaven and you are
    the Houri——this word I believe is both singular and plural—if
    only plural, never mind—you are a thousand of them.

               Ever yours affectionately my dearest,

                                                              J. K.

    You had better not come to day.


XXIII.

    My dearest Love,

    You must not stop so long in the cold—I have been suspecting
    that window to be open.—Your note half-cured me. When I want
    some more oranges I will tell you—these are just à propos. I am
    kept from food so feel rather weak—otherwise very well. Pray do
    not stop so long upstairs—it makes me uneasy—come every now and
    then and stop a half minute. Remember me to your Mother.

                      Your ever affectionate

                                                          J. KEATS.


XXIV.

    Sweetest Fanny,

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Letters of John Keats to Fanny Brawne: Written in the years MDCCCXIX and MDCCCXX and now given from the original manuscripts

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