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English Men of Letters

EDITED BY JOHN MORLEY

KEATS

KEATS

BY SIDNEY COLVIN

MACMILLAN AND CO., LIMITED

ST MARTIN'S STREET, LONDON

1909

_First Edition 1887._

_Reprinted 1889, 1898, 1899, 1902, 1909._

_Library Edition 1902._

_Reprinted 1906._

_Pocket Edition 1909._

PREFACE.

With the name of Keats that of his first biographer, the late Lord

Houghton, must always justly remain associated. But while the sympathetic

charm of Lord Houghton's work will keep it fresh, as a record of the

poet's life it can no longer be said to be sufficient. Since the revised

edition of the _Life and Letters_ appeared in 1867, other students and

lovers of Keats have been busy, and much new information concerning him

been brought to light, while of the old information some has been proved

mistaken. No connected account of Keats's life and work, in accordance

with the present state of knowledge, exists, and I have been asked to

contribute such an account to the present series. I regret that lack of

strength and leisure has so long delayed the execution of the task

entrusted to me. The chief authorities and printed texts which I have

consulted (besides the original editions of the Poems) are the

following:--

1. Lord Byron and some of his Contemporaries. By Leigh Hunt. London, 1828.

2. The Life of Percy Bysshe Shelley. By Thomas Medwin. London, 2 vols.,

1847.

3. Life, Letters, and Literary Remains of John Keats. Edited by Richard

Monckton Milnes. 2 vols., London, 1848.

4. Life of Benjamin Robert Haydon. Edited and compiled by Tom Taylor.

Second edition. 3 vols., London, 1853.

5. The Autobiography of Leigh Hunt, with Reminiscences of Friends and

Contemporaries. 3 vols., London, 1850.

6. The Poetical Works of John Keats. With a memoir by Richard Monckton

Milnes. London, 1854.

7. The Autobiography of Leigh Hunt. [Revised edition, edited by Thornton

Hunt.] London, 1860.

8. The Vicissitudes of Keats's Fame: an article by Joseph Severn in the

_Atlantic Monthly Magazine_ for 1863 (vol. xi. p. 401).

9. The Life and Letters of John Keats. By Lord Houghton. New edition,

London, 1867.

10. Recollections of John Keats: an article by Charles Cowden Clarke in

the _Gentleman's Magazine_ for 1874 (N. S. vol. xii. p. 177). Afterwards

reprinted with modifications in Recollections of Writers, by Charles and

Mary Cowden Clarke. London, 1878.

11. The Papers of a Critic. Selected from the writings of the late Charles

Wentworth Dilke. With a biographical notice by Sir Charles Wentworth

Dilke, Bart., M.P. 2 vols., London, 1875.

12. Benjamin Robert Haydon: Correspondence and Table-Talk. With a memoir

by Frederic Wordsworth Haydon. 2 vols., London, 1876.

13. The Poetical Works of John Keats, chronologically arranged and edited,

with a memoir, by Lord Houghton [Aldine edition of the British Poets].

London, 1876.

14. Letters of John Keats to Fanny Brawne, with Introduction and Notes by

Harry Buxton Forman. London, 1878.

A biographer cannot ignore these letters now that they are published: but

their publication must be regretted by all who hold that human respect and

delicacy are due to the dead no less than to the living, and to genius no

less than to obscurity.

15. The Poetical Works and other Writings of John Keats. Edited with notes

and appendices by Harry Buxton Forman. 4 vols., London, 1883.

In this edition, besides the texts reprinted from the first editions, all

the genuine letters and additional poems published in 3, 6, 9, 13, and 14

of the above are brought together, as well as most of the biographical

notices contained in 1, 2, 4, 5, 7, 10, and 12: also a series of

previously unpublished letters of Keats to his sister: with a great amount

of valuable illustrative and critical material besides. Except for a few

errors, which I shall have occasion to point out, Mr Forman's work might

for the purpose of the student be final, and I have necessarily been

indebted to it at every turn.

16. The Letters and Poems of John Keats. Edited by John Gilmer Speed. 3

vols., New York, 1883.

17. The Poetical Works of John Keats. Edited by William T. Arnold. London,

1884.

The Introduction to this edition contains the only attempt with which I am

acquainted at an analysis of the formal elements of Keats's style.

18. An Æsculapian Poet--John Keats: an article by Dr B. W. Richardson in

the _Asclepiad_ for 1884 (vol. i. p. 134).

19. Notices and correspondence concerning Keats which have appeared at

intervals during a number of years in the _Athenæum_.

In addition to printed materials I have made use of the following

unprinted, viz.:--

I. HOUGHTON MSS. Under this title I refer to the contents of an album from

the library at Fryston Hall, in which the late Lord Houghton bound up a

quantity of the materials he had used in the preparation of the _Life and

Letters_, as well as of correspondence concerning Keats addressed to him

both before and after the publication of his book. The chief contents are

the manuscript memoir of Keats by Charles Brown, which was offered by the

writer in vain to _Galignani_, and I believe other publishers; transcripts

by the same hand of a few of Keats's poems; reminiscences or brief memoirs

of the poet by his friends Charles Cowden Clarke (the first draft of the

paper above cited as no. 10), Henry Stephens, George Felton Mathew, Joseph

Severn, and Benjamin Bailey; together with letters from all the above,

from John Hamilton Reynolds, and several others. For the use of this

collection, without which my work must have been attempted to little

purpose, I am indebted to the kindness of its owner, the present Lord

Houghton.

II. WOODHOUSE MSS. A. A common-place book in which Richard Woodhouse, the

friend of Keats and of his publishers Messrs Taylor and Hessey,

transcribed--as would appear from internal evidence, about midsummer

1819--the chief part of Keats's poems at that date unpublished. The

transcripts are in many cases made from early drafts of the poems: some

contain gaps which Woodhouse has filled up in pencil from later drafts: to

others are added corrections, or suggestions for corrections, some made in

the hand of Mr Taylor and some in that of Keats himself.

III. WOODHOUSE MSS. B. A note-book in which the same Woodhouse has

copied--evidently for Mr Taylor, at the time when that gentleman was

meditating a biography of the poet--a number of letters addressed by Keats

to Mr Taylor himself, to the transcriber, to Reynolds and his sisters, to

Rice, and Bailey. Three or four of these letters, as well as portions of a

few others, are unpublished.

Both the volumes last named were formerly the property of Mrs Taylor, a

niece by marriage of the publisher, and are now my own. A third note-book

by Woodhouse, containing personal notices and recollections of Keats, was

unluckily destroyed in the fire at Messrs Kegan Paul and Co's. premises in

1883. A copy of _Endymion_, annotated by the same hand, has been used by

Mr Forman in his edition (above, no. 15).

IV. SEVERN MSS. The papers and correspondence left by the late Joseph

Severn, containing materials for what should be a valuable biography, have

been put into the hands of Mr William Sharp, to be edited and published at

his discretion. In the meantime Mr Sharp has been so kind as to let me

have access to such parts of them as relate to Keats. The most important

single piece, an essay on 'The Vicissitudes of Keats's Fame,' has been

printed already in the _Atlantic Monthly_ (above, no. 8), but in the

remainder I have found many interesting details, particularly concerning

Keats's voyage to Italy and life at Rome.

V. _Rawlings v. Jennings._ When Keats's maternal grandfather, Mr John

Jennings, died in 1805, leaving property exceeding the amount of the

specific bequests under his will, it was thought necessary that his estate

should be administered by the Court of Chancery, and with that intent a

friendly suit was brought in the names of his daughter and her second

husband (Frances Jennings, _m._ 1st Thomas Keats, and 2nd William

Rawlings) against her mother and brother, who were the executors. The

proceedings in this suit are referred to under the above title. They are

complicated and voluminous, extending over a period of twenty years, and

my best thanks are due to Mr Ralph Thomas, of 27 Chancery Lane, for his

friendly pains in searching through and making abstracts of them.

For help and information, besides what has been above acknowledged, I am

indebted first and foremost to my friend and colleague, Mr Richard

Garnett; and next to the poet's surviving sister, Mrs Llanos; to Sir

Charles Dilke, who lent me the chief part of his valuable collection of

Keats's books and papers (already well turned to account by Mr Forman); to

Dr B. W. Richardson, and the Rev. R. H. Hadden. Other incidental

obligations will be found acknowledged in the footnotes.

Among essays on and reviews of Keats's work I need only refer in

particular to that by the late Mrs F. M. Owen (Keats: a Study, London,

1876). In its main outlines, though not in details, I accept and have

followed this lady's interpretation of _Endymion_. For the rest, every

critic of modern English poetry is of necessity a critic of Keats. The

earliest, Leigh Hunt, was one of the best; and to name only a few among

the living--where Mr Matthew Arnold, Mr Swinburne, Mr Lowell, Mr Palgrave,

Mr W. M. Rossetti, Mr W. B. Scott, Mr Roden Noel, Mr Theodore Watts, have

gone before, for one who follows to be both original and just is not easy.

In the following pages I have not attempted to avoid saying over again

much that in substance has been said already, and doubtless better, by

others: by Mr Matthew Arnold and Mr Palgrave especially. I doubt not but

they will forgive me: and at the same time I hope to have contributed

something of my own towards a fuller understanding both of Keats's art and

life.

CONTENTS.

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CHAPTER I.

Birth and Parentage--School Life at Enfield--Life as Surgeon's

Apprentice at Edmonton--Awakening to Poetry--Life as Hospital

Student in London. [1795-1817] 1

CHAPTER II.

Particulars of Early Life in London--Friendships and First

Poems--Henry Stephens--Felton Mathew--Cowden Clarke--Leigh

Hunt: his Literary and Personal Influence--John Hamilton

Reynolds--James Rice--Cornelius Webb--Shelley--Haydon--Joseph

Severn--Charles Wells--Personal Characteristics--

Determination to publish. [1814-April, 1817] 18

CHAPTER III.

The _Poems_ of 1817 50

CHAPTER IV.

Excursion to Isle of Wight, Margate, and Canterbury--Summer

at Hampstead--New Friends: Dilke: Brown: Bailey--With Bailey

at Oxford--Return: Old Friends at Odds--Burford Bridge--Winter

at Hampstead--Wordsworth: Lamb: Hazlitt--Poetical Activity--

Spring at Teignmouth--Studies and Anxieties--Marriage and

Emigration of George Keats. [April, 1817-May, 1818] 67

CHAPTER V.

_Endymion_ 93

CHAPTER VI.

Northern Tour--The _Blackwood_ and _Quarterly_ reviews--Death

of Tom Keats--Removal to Wentworth Place--Fanny Brawne--

Excursion to Chichester--Absorption in Love and Poetry--Haydon

and money difficulties--Family Correspondence--Darkening

Prospects--Summer at Shanklin and Winchester--Wise

Resolutions--Return from Winchester. [June, 1818-October,

1819] 111

CHAPTER VII.

_Isabella_--_Hyperion_--_The Eve of St Agnes_--_The Eve of St

Mark_--_La Belle Dame Sans Merci_--_Lamia_--The Odes--The

Plays 147

CHAPTER VIII.

Return to Wentworth Place--Autumn Occupations--The _Cap and

Bells_--Recast of _Hyperion_--Growing Despondency--Visit of

George Keats to England--Attack of Illness in February--Rally

in the Spring--Summer in Kentish Town--Publication of the

_Lamia_ Volume--Relapse--Ordered South--Voyage to Italy--

Naples--Rome--Last Days and Death. [October, 1819-Feb. 1821] 180

CHAPTER IX.

Character and Genius 209

APPENDIX 221

INDEX 234

KEATS.

CHAPTER I.

Birth and Parentage--School Life at Enfield--Life as Surgeon's

Apprentice at Edmonton--Awakening to Poetry--Life as Hospital Student

in London. [1795-1817.]

Science may one day ascertain the laws of distribution and descent which

govern the births of genius; but in the meantime a birth like that of

Keats presents to the ordinary mind a striking instance of nature's

inscrutability. If we consider the other chief poets of the time, we can

commonly recognize either some strain of power in their blood, or some

strong inspiring influence in the scenery and traditions of their home.

Thus we see Scott prepared alike by his origin, associations, and

circumstances to be the 'minstrel of his clan' and poet of the romance of

the border wilds; while the spirit of the Cumbrian hills, and the temper

of the generations bred among them, speak naturally through the lips of

Wordsworth. Byron seems inspired in literature by demons of the same

froward brood that had urged others of his lineage through lives of

adventure or of crime. But Keats, with instincts and faculties more purely

poetical than any of these, was paradoxically born in a dull and middling

walk of English city life; and 'if by traduction came his mind,'--to quote

Dryden with a difference,--it was through channels too obscure for us to

trace. His father, Thomas Keats, was a west-country lad who came young to

London, and while still under twenty held the place of head ostler in a

livery-stable kept by a Mr John Jennings in Finsbury. Presently he married

his employer's daughter, Frances Jennings; and Mr Jennings, who was a man

of substance, retiring about the same time to live in the country, at

Ponder's End, left the management of the business in the hands of his

son-in-law. The young couple lived at the stable, at the sign of the

Swan-and-Hoop, Finsbury Pavement, facing the then open space of Lower

Moorfields. Here their eldest child, the poet JOHN KEATS, was born

prematurely on either the 29th or 31st of October, 1795. A second son,

named George, followed on February 28, 1797; a third, Tom, on November 18,

1799; a fourth, Edward, who died in infancy, on April 28, 1801; and on the

3rd of June, 1803, a daughter, Frances Mary. In the meantime the family

had moved from the stable to a house in Craven Street, City Road, half a

mile farther north[1].

In the gifts and temperament of Keats we shall find much that seems

characteristic of the Celtic rather than the English nature. Whether he

really had any of that blood in his veins we cannot tell. His father was a

native either of Devon or of Cornwall[2]; and his mother's name, Jennings,

is common in but not peculiar to Wales. There our evidence ends, and all

that we know further of his parents is that they were certainly not quite

ordinary people. Thomas Keats was noticed in his life-time as a man of

intelligence and conduct--"of so remarkably fine a common sense and

native respectability," writes Cowden Clarke, in whose father's school

the poet and his brothers were brought up, "that I perfectly remember the

warm terms in which his demeanour used to be canvassed by my parents after

he had been to visit his boys." It is added that he resembled his

illustrious son in person and feature, being of small stature and lively

energetic countenance, with brown hair and hazel eyes. Of his wife, the

poet's mother, we learn more vaguely that she was "tall, of good figure,

with large oval face, and sensible deportment": and again that she was a

lively, clever, impulsive woman, passionately fond of amusement, and

supposed to have hastened the birth of her eldest child by some

imprudence. Her second son, George, wrote in after life of her and of her

family as follows:--"my grandfather [Mr Jennings] was very well off, as

his will shows, and but that he was extremely generous and gullible would

have been affluent. I have heard my grandmother speak with enthusiasm of

his excellencies, and Mr Abbey used to say that he never saw a woman of

the talents and sense of my grandmother, except my mother." And

elsewhere:--"my mother I distinctly remember, she resembled John very much

in the face, was extremely fond of him, and humoured him in every whim, of

which he had not a few, she was a most excellent and affectionate parent,

and as I thought a woman of uncommon talents."

The mother's passion for her firstborn son was devotedly returned by him.

Once as a young child, when she was ordered to be left quiet during an

illness, he is said to have insisted on keeping watch at her door with an

old sword, and allowing no one to go in. Haydon, an artist who loved to

lay his colours thick, gives this anecdote of the sword a different

turn:--"He was when an infant a most violent and ungovernable child. At

five years of age or thereabouts, he once got hold of a naked sword and

shutting the door swore nobody should go out. His mother wanted to do so,

but he threatened her so furiously she began to cry, and was obliged to

wait till somebody through the window saw her position and came to the

rescue." Another trait of the poet's childhood, mentioned also by Haydon,

on the authority of a gammer who had known him from his birth, is that

when he was first learning to speak, instead of answering sensibly, he had

a trick of making a rhyme to the last word people said and then laughing.

The parents were ambitious for their boys, and would have liked to send

them to Harrow, but thinking this beyond their means, chose the school

kept by the Rev. John Clarke at Enfield. The brothers of Mrs Keats had

been educated here, and the school was one of good repute, and of

exceptionally pleasant aspect and surroundings. Traces of its ancient

forest character lingered long, and indeed linger yet, about the

neighbourhood of the picturesque small suburban town of Enfield, and the

district was one especially affected by City men of fortune for their

homes. The school-house occupied by Mr Clarke had been originally built

for a rich West-India merchant, in the finest style of early Georgian

classic architecture, and stood in a pleasant and spacious garden at the

lower end of the town. When years afterwards the site was used for a

railway station, the old house was for some time allowed to stand: but

later it was taken down, and the façade, with its fine proportions and

rich ornaments in moulded brick, was transported to the South Kensington

Museum as a choice example of the style.

Not long after Keats had been put to school he lost his father, who was

killed by a fall from his horse as he rode home at night from Southgate.

This was on the 16th of April, 1804. Within twelve months his mother had

put off her weeds, and taken a second husband--one William Rawlings,

described as 'of Moorgate in the city of London, stable-keeper,'

presumably therefore the successor of her first husband in the management

of her father's business. This marriage turned out unhappily. It was soon

followed by a separation, and Mrs Rawlings went with her children to live

at Edmonton, in the house of her mother, Mrs Jennings, who was just about

this time left a widow[3]. In the correspondence of the Keats brothers

after they were grown up, no mention is ever made of their step-father, of

whom after the separation the family seem to have lost all knowledge. The

household in Church Street, Edmonton, was well enough provided for, Mr

Jennings having left a fortune of over £13,000, of which, in addition to

other legacies, he bequeathed a capital yielding £200 a year to his widow

absolutely; one yielding £50 a year to his daughter Frances Rawlings, with

reversion to her Keats children after her death; and £1000 to be

separately held in trust for the said children and divided among them on

their coming of age[4]. Between this home, then, and the neighbouring

Enfield school, where he was in due time joined by his younger brothers,

the next four or five years of Keats's boyhood (1806-1810) were passed in

sufficient comfort and pleasantness. He did not live to attain the years,

or the success, of men who write their reminiscences; and almost the only

recollections he has left of his own early days refer to holiday times in

his grandmother's house at Edmonton. They are conveyed in some rhymes

which he wrote years afterwards by way of foolishness to amuse his young

sister, and testify to a partiality, common also to little boys not of

genius, for dabbling by the brookside--

"In spite

Of the might

Of the Maid,

Nor afraid

Of his granny-good"--

and for keeping small fishes in tubs.

If we learn little of Keats's early days from his own lips, we have

sufficient testimony as to the impression which he made on his school

companions; which was that of a boy all spirit and generosity, vehement

both in tears and laughter, handsome, passionate, pugnacious, placable,

loveable, a natural leader and champion among his fellows. But beneath

this bright and mettlesome outside there lay deep in his nature, even from

the first, a strain of painful sensibility making him subject to moods of

unreasonable suspicion and self-tormenting melancholy. These he was

accustomed to conceal from all except his brothers, between whom and

himself there existed the very closest of fraternal ties. George, the

second brother, had all John's spirit of manliness and honour, with a less

impulsive disposition and a cooler blood: from a boy he was the bigger and

stronger of the two: and at school found himself continually involved in

fights for, and not unfrequently with, his small, indomitably fiery elder

brother. Tom, the youngest, was always delicate, and an object of

protecting care as well as the warmest affection to the other two. The

singularly strong family sentiment that united the three brothers extended

naturally also to their sister, then a child: and in a more remote and

ideal fashion to their uncle by the mother's side, Captain Midgley John

Jennings, a tall navy officer who had served with some distinction under

Duncan at Camperdown, and who impressed the imagination of the boys, in

those days of militant British valour by land and sea, as a model of manly

prowess[5]. It may be remembered that there was a much more distinguished

naval hero of the time who bore their own name--the gallant Admiral Sir

Richard Godwin Keats of the _Superb_, afterwards governor of Greenwich

Hospital: and he, like their father, came from the west country, being the

son of a Bideford clergyman. But it seems clear that the family of our

Keats claimed no connection with that of the Admiral.

Here are some of George Keats's recollections, written after the death of

his elder brother, and referring partly to their school-days and partly to

John's character after he was grown up:--

"I loved him from boyhood even when he wronged me, for the goodness of

his heart and the nobleness of his spirit, before we left school we

quarrelled often and fought fiercely, and I can safely say and my

schoolfellows will bear witness that John's temper was the cause of

all, still we were more attached than brothers ever are."

"From the time we were boys at school, where we loved, jangled, and

fought alternately, until we separated in 1818, I in a great measure

relieved him by continual sympathy, explanation, and inexhaustible

spirits and good humour, from many a bitter fit of hypochondriasm. He

avoided teazing any one with his miseries but Tom and myself, and

often asked our forgiveness; venting and discussing them gave him

relief."

Let us turn now from these honest and warm brotherly reminiscences to

their confirmation in the words of two of Keats's school-friends; and

first in those of his junior Edward Holmes, afterwards author of the _Life

of Mozart_:--

"Keats was in childhood not attached to books. His _penchant_ was for

fighting. He would fight any one--morning, noon, and night, his

brother among the rest. It was meat and drink to him.... His

favourites were few; after they were known to fight readily he seemed

to prefer them for a sort of grotesque and buffoon humour.... He was a

boy whom any one from his extraordinary vivacity and personal beauty

might easily fancy would become great--but rather in some military

capacity than in literature. You will remark that this taste came out

rather suddenly and unexpectedly.... In all active exercises he

excelled. The generosity and daring of his character with the extreme

beauty and animation of his face made I remember an impression on

me--and being some years his junior I was obliged to woo his

friendship--in which I succeeded, but not till I had fought several

battles. This violence and vehemence--this pugnacity and generosity of

disposition--in passions of tears or outrageous fits of

laughter--always in extremes--will help to paint Keats in his boyhood.

Associated as they were with an extraordinary beauty of person and

expression, these qualities captivated the boys, and no one was more

popular[6]."

Entirely to the same effect is the account of Keats given by a school

friend seven or eight years older than himself, to whose appreciation and

encouragement the world most likely owes it that he first ventured into

poetry. This was the son of the master, Charles Cowden Clarke, who towards

the close of a long life, during which he had deserved well of literature

in more ways than one, wrote retrospectively of Keats:--

"He was a favourite with all. Not the less beloved was he for having a

highly pugnacious spirit, which when roused was one of the most

picturesque exhibitions--off the stage--I ever saw.... Upon one

occasion, when an usher, on account of some impertinent behaviour, had

boxed his brother Tom's ears, John rushed up, put himself into the

received posture of offence, and, it was said, struck the usher--who

could, so to say, have put him in his pocket. His passion at times was

almost ungovernable; and his brother George, being considerably the

taller and stronger, used frequently to hold him down by main force,

laughing when John was "in one of his moods," and was endeavouring to

beat him. It was all, however, a wisp-of-straw conflagration; for he

had an intensely tender affection for his brothers, and proved it upon

the most trying occasions. He was not merely the favourite of all,

like a pet prize-fighter, for his terrier courage; but his

highmindedness, his utter unconsciousness of a mean motive, his

placability, his generosity, wrought so general a feeling in his

behalf, that I never heard a word of disapproval from any one,

superior or equal, who had known him."

The same excellent witness records in agreement with the last that in his

earlier school-days Keats showed no particular signs of an intellectual

bent, though always orderly and methodical in what he did. But during his

last few terms, that is in his fourteenth and fifteenth years, all the

energies of his nature turned to study. He became suddenly and completely

absorbed in reading, and would be continually at work before school-time

in the morning and during play-hours in the afternoon: could hardly be

induced to join the school games: and never willingly had a book out of

his hand. At this time he won easily all the literature prizes of the

school, and in addition to his proper work imposed on himself such

voluntary tasks as the translation of the whole Æneid in prose. He

devoured all the books of history, travel, and fiction in the school

library, and was for ever borrowing more from the friend who tells the

story. "In my mind's eye I now see him at supper sitting back on the form

from the table, holding the folio volume of Burnet's 'History of his Own

Time' between himself and the table, eating his meal from beyond it. This

work, and Leigh Hunt's 'Examiner'--which my father took in, and I used to

lend to Keats--no doubt laid the foundation of his love of civil and

religious liberty." But the books which Keats read with the greatest

eagerness of all were books of ancient mythology, and he seemed literally

to learn by heart the contents of Tooke's _Pantheon_, Lempriere's

_Dictionary_, and the school abridgment by Tindal of Spence's

_Polymetis_--the first the most foolish and dull, the last the most

scholarly and polite, of the various handbooks in which the ancient fables

were presented in those days to the apprehension of youth.

Trouble fell upon Keats in the midst of these ardent studies of his latter

school-days. His mother had been for some time in failing health. First

she was disabled by chronic rheumatism, and at last fell into a rapid

consumption, which carried her off in February 1810. We are told with what

devotion her eldest boy attended her sick bed,--"he sat up whole nights

with her in a great chair, would suffer nobody to give her medicine, or

even cook her food, but himself, and read novels to her in her intervals

of ease,"--and how bitterly he mourned for her when she was gone,--"he

gave way to such impassioned and prolonged grief (hiding himself in a nook

under the master's desk) as awakened the liveliest pity and sympathy in

all who saw him." In the July following, Mrs Jennings, being desirous to

make the best provision she could for her orphan grand-children, 'in

consideration of the natural love and affection which she had for them,'

executed a deed putting them under the care of two guardians, to whom she

made over, to be held in trust for their benefit from the date of the

instrument, the chief part of the property which she derived from her late

husband under his will[7]. The guardians were Mr Rowland Sandell,

merchant, and Mr Richard Abbey, a wholesale tea-dealer in Pancras Lane.

Mrs Jennings survived the execution of this deed more than four years[8],

but Mr Abbey, with the consent of his co-trustee, seems at once to have

taken up all the responsibilities of the trust. Under his authority John

Keats was withdrawn from school at the close of this same year 1810, when

he was just fifteen, and made to put on harness for the practical work of

life. With no opposition, so far as we learn, on his own part, he was

bound apprentice for a term of five years to a surgeon at Edmonton named

Hammond. The only picture we have of him in this capacity has been left by

R. H. Horne, the author of _Orion_, who came as a small boy to the Enfield

school just after Keats had left it. One day in winter Mr Hammond had

driven over to attend the school, and Keats with him. Keats was standing

with his head sunk in a brown study, holding the horse, when some of the

boys, who knew his school reputation for pugnacity, dared Horne to throw a

snowball at him; which Horne did, hitting Keats in the back, and then

taking headlong to his heels, to his surprise got off scot free[9]. Keats

during his apprenticeship used on his own account to be often to and fro

between the Edmonton surgery and the Enfield school. His newly awakened

passion for the pleasures of literature and the imagination was not to be

stifled, and whenever he could spare time from his work, he plunged back

into his school occupations of reading and translating. He finished at

this time his translation of the Æneid, and was in the habit of walking

over to Enfield once a week or oftener, to see his friend Cowden Clarke,

and to exchange books and 'travel in the realms of gold' with him. In

summer weather the two would sit in a shady arbour in the old school

garden, the elder reading poetry to the younger, and enjoying his looks

and exclamations of enthusiasm. On a momentous day for Keats, Cowden

Clarke introduced him for the first time to Spenser, reading him the

_Epithalamium_ in the afternoon, and lending him the _Faerie Queene_ to

take away the same evening. It has been said, and truly, that no one who

has not had the good fortune to be attracted to that poem in boyhood can

ever completely enjoy it. The maturer student, appreciate as he may its

inexhaustible beauties and noble temper, can hardly fail to be in some

degree put out by its arbitrary forms of rhyme and diction, and wearied by

its melodious redundance: he will perceive the perplexity and

discontinuousness of the allegory, and the absence of real and breathing

humanity, even the failure, at times, of clearness of vision and strength

of grasp, amidst all that luxuriance of decorative and symbolic invention,

and prodigality of romantic incident and detail. It is otherwise with the

uncritical faculties and greedy apprehension of boyhood. For them there is

no poetical revelation like the _Faerie Queene_, no pleasure equal to that

of floating for the first time along that ever-buoyant stream of verse, by

those shores and forests of enchantment, glades and wildernesses alive

with glancing figures of knight and lady, oppressor and champion, mage and

Saracen,--with masque and combat, pursuit and rescue, the chivalrous

shapes and hazards of the woodland, and beauty triumphant or in distress.

Through the new world thus opened to him Keats went ranging with delight:

'ramping' is Cowden Clarke's word: he shewed moreover his own instinct for

the poetical art by fastening with critical enthusiasm on epithets of

special felicity or power. For instance, says his friend, "he hoisted

himself up, and looked burly and dominant, as he said, 'What an image that

is--_sea-shouldering whales_!'" Spenser has been often proved not only a

great awakener of the love of poetry in youth, but a great fertilizer of

the germs of original poetical power where they exist; and Charles Brown,

the most intimate friend of Keats during two later years of his life,

states positively that it was to the inspiration of the _Faerie Queene_

that his first notion of attempting to write was due. "Though born to be a

poet, he was ignorant of his birthright until he had completed his

eighteenth year. It was the _Faerie Queene_ that awakened his genius. In

Spenser's fairy land he was enchanted, breathed in a new world, and became

another being; till, enamoured of the stanza, he attempted to imitate it,

and succeeded. This account of the sudden development of his poetic powers

I first received from his brothers, and afterwards from himself. This,

his earliest attempt, the 'Imitation of Spenser,' is in his first volume

of poems, and it is peculiarly interesting to those acquainted with his

history[10]." Cowden Clarke places the attempt two years earlier, but his

memory for dates was, as he owns, the vaguest, and we may fairly assume

him to have been mistaken.

After he had thus first become conscious within himself of the impulse of

poetical composition, Keats went on writing occasional sonnets and other

verses: secretly and shyly at first like all young poets: at least it was

not until two years later, in the spring of 1815, that he showed anything

he had written to his friend and confidant, Cowden Clarke. In the meantime

a change had taken place in his way of life. In the summer or autumn of

1814, more than a year before the expiration of his term of

apprenticeship, he had quarrelled with Mr Hammond and left him. The cause

of their quarrel is not known, and Keats's own single allusion to it is

when once afterwards, speaking of the periodical change and renewal of the

bodily tissues, he says "seven years ago it was not this hand which

clenched itself at Hammond." It seems unlikely that the cause was any

neglect of duty on the part of the poet-apprentice, who was not devoid of

thoroughness and resolution in the performance even of uncongenial tasks.

At all events Mr Hammond allowed the indentures to be cancelled, and

Keats, being now nearly nineteen years of age, went to live in London, and

continue the study of his profession as a student at the hospitals (then

for teaching purposes united) of St Thomas's and Guy's. For the first

winter and spring after leaving Edmonton he lodged alone at 8, Dean

Street, Borough, and then for about a year, in company with some

fellow-students, over a tallow-chandler's shop in St Thomas's Street.

Thence he went in the summer of 1816 to join his brothers in lodgings in

the Poultry, over a passage leading to the Queen's Head tavern. In the

spring of 1817 they all three moved for a short time to 76, Cheapside.

Between these several addresses in London Keats spent a period of about

two years and a half, from the date (which is not precisely fixed) of his

leaving Edmonton in 1814 until April, 1817.

It was in this interval, from his nineteenth to his twenty-second year,

that Keats gave way gradually to his growing passion for poetry. At first

he seems to have worked steadily enough along the lines which others had

marked out for him. His chief reputation, indeed, among his fellow

students was that of a 'cheerful, crotchety rhymester,' much given to

scribbling doggrel verses in his friends' note-books[11]. But I have

before me the MS. book in which he took down his own notes of a course, or

at least the beginning of a course, of lectures on anatomy; and they are

not those of a lax or inaccurate student. The only signs of a wandering

mind occur on the margins of one or two pages, in the shape of sketches

(rather prettily touched) of pansies and other flowers: but the notes

themselves are both full and close as far as they go. Poetry had indeed

already become Keats's chief interest, but it is clear at the same time

that he attended the hospitals and did his work regularly, acquiring a

fairly solid knowledge, both theoretical and practical, of the rudiments

of medical and surgical science, so that he was always afterwards able to

speak on such subjects with a certain mastery. On the 25th of July, 1816,

he passed with credit his examination as licentiate at Apothecaries' Hall.

He was appointed a dresser at Guy's under Mr Lucas on the 3rd of March,

1816, and the operations which he performed or assisted in are said to

have proved him no bungler. But his heart was not in the work. Its

scientific part he could not feel to be a satisfying occupation for his

thoughts: he knew nothing of that passion of philosophical curiosity in

the mechanism and mysteries of the human frame which by turns attracted

Coleridge and Shelley toward the study of medicine. The practical

responsibilities of the profession at the same time weighed upon him, and

he was conscious of a kind of absent uneasy wonder at his own skill.

Voices and visions that he could not resist were luring his spirit along

other paths, and once when Cowden Clarke asked him about his prospects and

feelings in regard to his profession, he frankly declared his own sense of

his unfitness for it; with reasons such as this, that "the other day,

during the lecture, there came a sunbeam into the room, and with it a

whole troop of creatures floating in the ray; and I was off with them to

Oberon and fairy-land." "My last operation," he once told Brown, "was the

opening of a man's temporal artery. I did it with the utmost nicety, but

reflecting on what passed through my mind at the time, my dexterity seemed

a miracle, and I never took up the lancet again."

Keats at the same time was forming intimacies with other young men of

literary tastes and occupations. His verses were beginning to be no longer

written with a boy's secrecy, but freely addressed to and passed round

among his friends; some of them attracted the notice and warm approval of

writers of acknowledged mark and standing; and with their encouragement he

had about the time of his coming of age (that is in the winter of 1816-17)

conceived the purpose of devoting himself to a literary life. We are not

told what measure of opposition he encountered on the point from Mr Abbey,

though there is evidence that he encountered some[12]. Probably that

gentleman regarded the poetical aspirations of his ward as mere symptoms

of a boyish fever which experience would quickly cure. There was always a

certain lack of cordiality in his relations with the three brothers as

they grew up. He gave places in his counting-house successively to George

and Tom as they left school, but they both quitted him after a while;

George, who had his full share of the family pride, on account of slights

experienced or imagined at the hands of a junior partner; Tom in

consequence of a settled infirmity of health which early disabled him for

the practical work of life. Mr Abbey continued to manage the money matters

of the Keats family,--unskilfully enough as will appear,--and to do his

duty by them as he understood it. Between him and John Keats there was

never any formal quarrel. But that young brilliant spirit could hardly

have expected a responsible tea-dealer's approval when he yielded himself

to the influences now to be described.

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