Yesterday week the two Mr Wylies dined with me. I hope you have good store of double violets--I think they are the Princesses of flowers and in a shower of rain, almost as fine as barley sugar drops are to a schoolboy's tongue. I suppose this fine weather the lambs tails give a frisk or two extraordinary--when a boy would cry huzza and a Girl O my! a little Lamb frisks its tail. I have not been lately through Leicester Square--the first time I do I will remember your Seals. I have thought it best to live in Town this Summer, chiefly for the sake of books, which cannot be had with any comfort in the Country--besides my Scotch journey gave me a doze of the Picturesque with which I ought to be contented for some time. Westminster is the place I have pitched upon--the City or any place very confined would soon turn me pale and thin--which is to be avoided. You must make up your mind to get Stout this summer--indeed I have an idea we shall both be corpu〈lent〉1 old folkes with tripple chins and stum〈py〉1 thumbs.
Your affectionate Brother
Address: John Keats Esq ∣ Brown's Esq ∣ Wandsworth Terrace ∣ Hampstead.
Postmark: 13 AP 1819.
My dear Keats, Monday
Why did you hold out such delusive hopes every letter on such slight foundations?--You have led me on step by step, day by day; never telling (me) the exact circumstances; you paralized my exertions in other quarters--and now when I find it is out of your power to do what your heart led you to offer--I am plunged into all my old difficulties with scarcely any time to prepare for them--indeed I cannot help telling you this--because if you could not have commanded it you should have told me so at once. I declare to you I scarcely know which way to turn--
I am dear Keats
(over) B R Haydon
I am sensible of the trouble you took I am grateful for it, but upon my Soul I cannot help complaining because the result has been so totally unexpected & sudden--and I am floundering where I hoped____________________