From BENJAMIN ROBERT HAYDON to KEATS. Saturday 〈23 January〉 1819.
No address or postmark.
My dear Keats,
Your letter was a balm to my heart & soul; I did not like to write, because it might look like a hint; I did not like to call; I did not 〈know〉 what to do, and you have relieved me. I feel grateful indeed for your kindness & trouble, I have no doubt you will be remunerated by my ultimate triumph. Indeed I have had an earnest this last fortnight of the most glorious kind--My Exhibition has struck a blow my dear fellow, that will sound for ever!--I will walk over to see you Monday if well, & not rainy: the drawings have been felt by all classes to the core of their hearts, and to the core of the core. God give my eyes for ten years & such Friends as you--by Heaven I'll plunge into the bottom of the sea, where plummets have now never sounded, & never will be able to sound, with such impetus that the antipodes shall see my head drive through on their side of the Earth to their dismay & terror.--I am glad you take care of your throat, if you are cautious it will radically leave you; dont trifle & keep it always getting well, but get it quite well. & Believe me my dear Keats most affectionately & ardently attached to you
B. R. Haydon.
You say nothing of your Poem, I will be with you on Monday by 12--if fine
Saturday 21st 1819
From CHARLES BROWN and KEATS.1
Address: To ∣ Chas W. Dilke Esqr ∣ Navy Pay Office ∣ Somerset house ∣ London.
Postmark: 25 JA 1819.
Bedhampton. 24th Jany 1819.
This letter is for your Wife, and if you are a Gentleman, you will deliver it to her, without reading one word further. 'read thou Squire. There is a wager depending on this.
My charming dear Mrs Dilke,
It was delightful to receive a letter from you,--but such a letter! what presumption in me to attempt to answer it! Where shall I find, in my poor brain, such gibes, such jeers, such flashes of merriment? Alas! you will say, as you read me, Alas! poor Brown! quite chop____________________