The Keats Foundation
The Keats Foundation

  • ‘I think I shall be among the English Poets after my death…’

    To the George Keatses, 14 October 1818


Ever Truely Yours, John Keats Keats 200
  • ‘The town, the churchyard, and the setting sun, The clouds, the trees, the rounded hills all seem, Though beautiful, cold – strange…’

    John Keats

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