03rd February 1821

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03rd February 1821

Postby Ennis » Wed Feb 02, 2011 9:38 pm

Place: Wentworth Place
Keats's bedroom

Time: 03rd February 1820, late at night, approximately 11.00 PM

"That is blood from my mouth. Bring me the candle, Brown, and let me see this blood. I know the colour of that blood; it is arterial blood. I cannot be deceived in that colour. That drop of blood is my death warrant. I must die. This is most unfortunate."

345 days later Keats is dead . . .

Yes, I know I'm too sentimental for my own good; however, what a horrific loss for us all.
"But if you will fully love me, though there may be some fire, 'twill not be more than we can bear when moistened and bedewed with Pleasures." JK to FB 08.07.1819
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Re: 03rd February 1821

Postby Raphael » Thu Feb 03, 2011 12:45 am

And eerily, it was 11pm that he passed.
John....you did not live to see-
who we are because of what you left,
what it is we are in what we make of you.

Peter Sanson, 1995.
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Re: 03rd February 1821

Postby BrokenLyre » Fri Feb 04, 2011 8:28 am

I am reminded of this every Feb 3rd.
"Come... dry your eyes, for you are life, rarer than a quark and unpredictable beyond the dreams of Heisenberg; the clay in which the forces that shape all things leave their fingerprints most clearly. Dry your eyes... and let's go home."
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