particularly Sr John Leicesters good lord deliver us--I shall expect to see your Picture plumped out like a ripe Peach-- you would not be very willing to give me a slice of it. I came to this place in the hopes of meeting with a Library but was disappointed. The High Street is as quiet as a Lamb; the knockers are dieted to three raps per diem. The walks about are interresting--from the many Buildings and arch ways--The view of the high street through the Gate of the City, in the beautiful September evening light has amused me frequently. The bad singing of the Cathedral I do not care to smoke--being by myself I am not very coy in my taste. At St. Cross there is an interresting Picture of Albert Dürers1--who living in such warlike times perhaps was forced to paint in his Gauntlets--so we must make all allowances--
I am my dear Haydon
Yours ever John Keats
Brown has a few words to say to you and will cross this
My dear Sir,
I heard yesterday you had written to me at Hampstead. I have not recd. your letter. You must, I think, accuse me of neglect, but indeed I do not merit it. This many worded Keats has left me no room to say more.--I shall be in Town in a few days.--
Address: Miss Brawne ∣ Wentworth Place ∣ Hampstead.
Postmark: 11 OC 1819 College Street.
My sweet Girl,
I am living to day in yesterday: I was in a complete fa〈s〉cination all day. I feel myself at your mercy. Write____________________
159. It would seem to have been at No. 25 College Street that