This appears to me the very contrary of blessed. I hope this will appear to you more elegible.
Wherein lies Happiness? In that which becks
Our ready Minds to fellowship divine;
A fellowship with essence, till we shine
Full alchymized and free of space. Behold
The clear Religion of heaven--fold. &c--1
You must indulge me by putting this in for setting aside the badness of the other, such a preface is necessary to the subject. The whole thing must I think have appeared to you, who are a consequitive Man, as a thing almost of mere words--but I assure you that when I wrote it it was a regular stepping of the Imagination towards a Truth. My having written thatArgument will perhaps be of the greatest Service to me of any thing I ever did. It set before me at once the gradations of Happiness even like a kind of Pleasure Thermometer--and is my first Step towards the chief attempt in the Drama--the playing of different Natures with Joy and Sorrow.
Do me this favor and believe me,
Your sincere friend
I hope your next Work will be of a more general Interest
--I suppose you cogitate a little about it now and then.
Address: Mr. J. H. Reynolds ∣ Little Brittain ∣ Christs Hospital.
Postmark: 31 JA 1818.
My Dear Reynolds
I have parcell'd out this day for Letter Writing--more resolved thereon because your Letter will come as a refresh-____________________
43. Lord Houghton says--'Keats passed the winter of 1817-18 at Hampstead, gaily enough among his friends; his society was much sought after, from the delightful combination of earnestness and pleasantry which distinguished his intercourse with all men. There was no effort about him to say fine things, but he did say them most effectively, and they gained considerably by his happy transition of manner. He joked well or ill, as it happened, and with a laugh which