She wept alone for pleasures not to be; Sorely she wept until the night came on, And then, instead of love, O misery! She brooded o'er the luxury alone: What might have been too plainly did she see,[61] And to the silence made a gentle moan, Spreading her perfect arms upon the air, And on her couch low murmuring "Where? O where?" I heard from Rice this morning--very witty--and have just written to Bailey. Don't you think I am brushing up in the letter way? and being in for it, you shall hear again from me very shortly:--if you will promise not to put hand to paper for me until you can do it with a tolerable ease of health--except it be a line or two. Give my Love to your Mother and Sisters. Remember me to the Butlers--not forgetting Sarah. Your affectionate Friend JOHN KEATS. LII.--TO JOHN HAMILTON REYNOLDS. Teignmouth, May 3d [1818]. My dear Reynolds--What I complain of is that I have been in so uneasy a state of Mind as not to be fit to write to an invalid. I cannot write to any length under a disguised feeling. I should have loaded you with an addition of gloom, which I am sure you do not want. I am now thank God in a humour to give you a good groat's worth--for Tom, after a Night without a Wink of sleep, and over-burthened with fever, has got up after a refreshing day-sleep and is better than he has been for a long time; and you I trust have been again round the common without any effect but refreshment. As to the Matter I hope I can say with Sir Andrew[62] "I have matter enough in my head" in your favour--And now, in the second place, for I reckon that I have finished my Imprimis, I am glad you blow up the weather--all through your letter there is a leaning towards a climate-curse, and you know what a delicate satisfaction there is in having a vexation anathematised: one would think there has been growing up for these last four thousand years, a grand-child Scion of the old forbidden tree, and that some modern Eve had just violated it; and that there was come with double charge "Notus and Afer, black with thundrous clouds From Serraliona--"