-Illustrator-John Keats/Shakespeare/Romantic Poets/ Classic literature/The 19th Century. YES-Please feel free to pc me I’m in desperate need of mutuals
This moment I have set myself to copy some verses out fair. I cannot proceed with any degree of content. I must write you a line or two and see if that will assist in dismissing you from my Mind for ever so short a time. Upon my Soul I can think of nothing else – The time is passed when I had power to advise and warn you again[s]t the unpromising morning of my Life – My love has made me selfish. I cannot exist without you – I am forgetful of every thing but seeing you again – my Life seems to stop there – I see no further. You have absorb’d me. I have a sensation at the present moment as though I was dissolving – I should be exquisitely miserable without the hope of soon seeing you. I should be afraid to separate myself far from you. My sweet Fanny, will your heart never change? My love, will it? I have no limit now to my love – You note came in just here – I cannot be happier away from you – ‘T is richer than an Argosy of Pearles. Do not threat me even in jest. I have been astonished that Men could die Martyrs for religion – I have shudder’d at it – I shudder no more – I could be martyr’d for my Religion – Love is my religion – I could die for that – I could die for you. My Creed is Love and you are its only tenet – You have ravish’d me away by a Power I cannot resist: and yet I could resist till I saw you; and even since I have seen you I have endeavoured often “to reason against the reasons of my Love.” I can do that no more – the pain would be too great – My Love is selfish – I cannot breathe without you.
Basically, Clarke(Keats’s friend/mentor) told Keats that his stomach wasn’t feeling well. Keats, (being his nymph-self) demonstrates how the organ works by “being like a brood of callow nestlings (opening his capa cious mouth) yearning and gaping for sustenance.”
This expert is from ‘Recollections of Writers’ 1878 by Charles Cowden Clarke (pg.132) you can read it on archive.org It has a TONE of precious Keats moments…
“I was never afraid of failure; for I would sooner fail than not be among the greatest.” ― John Keats
Sketch of my favorite poet and one of my favorite people ever. It’s taken a while for me to get his design right–he had quite a distinctive face–but I feel like I’m getting closer to it. I have a pile of Keats doodles on my desk that I can’t wait to tackle.
And I had to draw him wearing a scarf. Because he didn’t wear a scarf in the middle of ENGLAND in the WINTER.. For Pete’s sake, John Keats. WEAR YOUR SCARF.