A moment of despair for Keats, despite his resilient spirit and his desperate attempts to seize life and wring every drop of joy out of it.¬† He snatched moments, but didn’t survive the tuberculosis which killed his mother and brother.

‘I see nothing but thorns for the future.’


Source: John Keats, So Bright and Delicate: Love Letters and Poems of John Keats to Fanny Brawne (London: Penguin Classics, 2009), p. 65

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