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LIST OF PERSONS COMPOSING THE KEATS CIRCLE, WITH DATES OF BIRTH

AND DEATH.1

JOHN KEATS, born 31 October 1795, died 23 February 1821.

Thomas Keats, father of the poet, died 16 April 1804. Frances Keats, born Jennings, mother of the poet, died 1807.

George Keats, brother of the poet, born Spring of 1797, died 1842.

Thomas Keats, brother of the poet, born 18 November 1798, died December 1818.

Fanny Keats, sister of the poet, born 3 June 1803. Frances (or Fanny) Brawne, born 9 August 1800, died, Mrs. Lindon, 1865.

'The Family Bible in which were recorded the births and deaths of the Keats family was, among other books belonging to Keats's sister, seized by the Custom House officers in Spain many years ago, and never restored. Mrs. Llanos thinks the intervals between the births of her three brothers covered a space of three years, and that Thomas was nearly six years older than herself. Her own birth is recorded in the register of baptisms at the church of St. Botolph, Bishopsgate, where I have also had the good fortune to find an entry of the birth of the poet, though not of the births of his brothers. As we know the day of Thomas Keats's birth, the other data leave no doubt, I think, as to the year; and George's birth must have been about midway between John's and Thomas's -April or May probably, as he had lately come of age when he went to America in June 1818.

Charles Cowden Clarke, born 1787, died 13 March 1877.

James Henry Leigh Hunt, born 19 October 1784, died

28 August 1859.

Benjamin Robert Haydon, born 26 January 1786, died 22 June 1846.

John Hamilton Reynolds, born 9 September 1796, died 15 November 1852.

Charlotte Reynolds, mother of the last-named, born 15 November 1761, died 13 May 1848.

Jane Reynolds, daughter of the last-named, born 6 November 1794, died, Mrs. Hood, 4 December 1846. Mariane Reynolds, sister of the last-named, born 23 February 1793, died, Mrs. Green, 7 January 1874. Charlotte Reynolds, sister of the last-named, born 12 May 1802.

Charles Wells, born 1802, died 17 February 1879.

Charles Wentworth Dilke of Chichester, born 25 November 1742, died 25 March 1826.

Charles Wentworth Dilke, Keats's friend, son of the lastnamed, born 8 December 1789, died 10 August 1864. Charles Wentworth Dilke, afterwards first Baronet of the name, son of Keats's friend, born 18 February 1810, died 11 May 1869.

William Dilke, younger brother of Keats's friend, born 16 August 1796.

John Snook, born 7 October 1780, died 29 January 1863.

Lætitia Snook, wife of John Snook, born Dilke 4 April 1784, died 9 March 1865.

John Taylor, born 31 July 1781, died 5 July 1864.
James Augustus Hessey, born 28 July 1785, died 7
April 1870.

Benjamin Bailey, born about 1794, died 1852.

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1 LIST OF PERSONS COMPOSING THE KEATS CIRCLE.

James Rice, not living in December 1833.

Joseph Severn, born 1793, died 3 August 1879.

Charles Armitage Brown, died about 1842.

William Wordsworth, born 7 April 1770, died 23 April 1850.

Percy Bysshe Shelley, born 4 August 1792, died 8 July 1822.

I should have been glad to add particulars of birth and death in regard to Richard Woodhouse, George Felton Mathew, Thomas Richards, and some others, concerning whom, up to the time of going to press, I have not learnt the required details.

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A THING of beauty is a joy for ever: ...

After dark vapors have oppress'd our plains...
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Ah, what can ail thee, wretched wight,
Ah! who can e'er forget so fair a being?
Ah! woe is me! poor silver-wing!
All gentle folks who owe a grudge
And what is love? It is a doll dress'd up
Another sword! And what if I could seize
As from the darkening gloom a silver dove
As Hermes once took to his feathers light,
As late I rambled in the happy fields,
Asleep! O sleep a little while, white pearl!...

Bards of Passion and of Mirth,

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Blue! 'Tis the life of heaven, the domain
Bright star, would I were stedfast as thou art-
Brother belov'd if health shall smile again,
Byron ! how sweetly sad thy melody!

Can death be sleep, when life is but a dream,
Cat! who has[t] pass'd thy grand clima[c]teric,
Chief of organic numbers !
Come hither all sweet maidens soberly,

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Dear Reynolds ! as last night I lay in bed,
Deep in the shady sadness of a vale

Ever let the Fancy roam,

Fair Isabel, poor simple Isabel !

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Fame, like a wayward girl, will still be coy

Fanatics have their dreams, wherewith they weave...
Four Seasons fill the measure of the year;
Fresh morning gusts have blown away all fear
Full many a dreary hour have I past, ...

Give me a golden pen, and let me lean
Give me your patience, sister, while I frame...
Glocester, no more.

Glory and loveliness have pass'd away;
Go no further; not a step more; thou art
God of the golden bow, ...

Good Kosciusko, thy great name alone
Great spirits now on earth are sojourning;
Grievously are we tantaliz'd, one and all—

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Had I a man's fair form, then might my sighs
Hadst thou liv'd in days of old,
Happy, happy glowing fire!

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Happy is England! I could be content

Hast thou from the caves of Golconda, a gem
Haydon ! forgive me that I cannot speak
He is to weet a melancholy carle :
Hearken, thou craggy ocean pyramid !
Hence Burgundy, Claret, and Port,
Here all the summer could I stay,
Highmindedness, a jealousy for good,
How fever'd is the man, who cannot look
How many bards gild the lapses of time!
Hush, hush! tread softly! hush, hush my dear !

I cry your mercy-pity-love !—aye, love!

I had a dove and the sweet dove died;

I stood tip-toe upon a little hill,

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If by dull rhymes our English must be chain'd,
If shame can on a soldier's vein-swoll'n front

In a drear-nighted December, ...

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In after-time, a sage of mickle lore

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Just at the self-same beat of Time's wide wings

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