[MY BOOKISH OBSESSIONS] The Last Letter

Having read, re-read, re-re-read all of these lovely letters countless times, I was actually quite excited to start this series here.

AND THE RESPONSE I GOT FROM ALL OF YOU MADE IT EVEN MORE SPECIAL!!!! I got into it with a mindset that people aren’t going to like them that much so you can imagine the extent of my happiness when you shared your thoughts andΒ reflections onΒ EVERY. SINGLE. ONE.

So, thank you soo much for increasing my excitement for these beautiful letters. I LOVE YOU ALLL!

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And now I am sad that this is going to be the last one in this series. ALAS! I was having SOO MUCH FUN discussing them with you! 😦 Maybe I will bring them back again? *EXCITED AT THE THOUGHT*

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We started this journey – this wonderful journey – with a passionate display of John Keats’ feelings for Fanny Brawne spilled naked on the parchment. It only makes sense that that’s EXACTLY how we should end it.

I got my first copy of Complete Poems and Selected Letters of JOHN KEATS exactly 5 years ago. I was very much into metaphysics back then and Keats was one of my favorites. When my friend showed me his letter to Fanny, the very first that I shared with you, I fell even more in love with his love for her. Destined to die at a very young age, his letters were infused with the imminence of death and a longing for days he, sadly, will never be able to witness.

It was this sadness that drew me to him even more.

He once said – β€œNothing ever becomes real ’til it is experienced.” True. His love, his desire, the depth of his heart – I experienced it all with misty eyes. All of it. And the only question this experience left on my lips was –

WHY MUST THE GREAT DIE SO YOUNG?Β 

”Love is my religion.
I could die for that.
I could die for you.”

These words haunt my mind still. And I have a feeling that they forever will.Β 

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To Fanny Brawne, 25 July 1819

Sunday Night.

My sweet Girl,

I hope you did not blame me much for not obeying your request of a letter on Saturday: we have had four in our small room playing cards night and morning leaving me no undisturb’d opportunity to write. Now Rice and Martin are gone, I am at liberty. Brown to my sorrow confirms the account you give of your ill health.

You cannot conceive how I ache to be with you: how I would die for one hour – for what is in the world? I say you cannot conceive; it is impossible you should look with such eyes upon me as I have upon you: it cannot be. Forgive me if I wander a little this evening, for I have been all day employ’d in a very abstract Poem and I am in deep love with you – two things which must excuse me.

I have, believe me, not been an age in letting you take possession of me; the very first week I knew you I wrote myself your vassal; but burnt the Letter as the very next time I saw you I thought you manifested some dislike to me. If you should ever feel for a Man at the first sight what I did for you, I am lost. Yet I should not quarrel with you, but hate myself if such a thing were to happen – only I should burst if the thing were not as fine as a Man as you are as a Woman. Perhaps I am too vehement, then fancy me on my knees, especially when I mention of part of your Letter which hurt me; you say speaking of Mr. Seven ‘but you must be satisfied in knowing that I admired you much more than your friend.’ My dear love, I cannot believe there ever was or ever could be any thing to admire in me especially as far as sight goes – I cannot be admired, I am not a thing to be admired. You are, I love you; all I can bring you is a swooning admiration of your Beauty.

I hold that place among Men which snub-nos’d brunettes with meeting eyebrows do among women – they are trash to me –unless I should find one among them with a fire in her heart like the one that burns in mine. You absorb me in spite of myself – you alone: for I look not forward with any pleasure to what is call’d being settled in the world; I tremble at domestic cares – yet for you I would meet them, though if it would leave you the happier I would rather die than do so.

I have two luxuries to brood over in my walks, your Loveliness and the hour of my death. O that I could have possession of them both in the same minute. I hate the world: it batters me too much the wings of my self-will, and would I could take a sweet poison from your lips to send me out of it. From no others would I take it. I am indeed astonish’d to find myself so careless of all charms but yours – remembering as I do the time when even a bit of ribband was a matter of interest with me.

What softer words can I find for you after this – what it is I will not read. Now will I say more here, but in a Postscript answer any thing else you may have mentioned in your Letter in so many words – for I am distracted with a thousand thoughts. I will imagine you Venus to night and pray, pray, pray to your star like a Heathen.

Your’s ever, fair Star,
John Keats.

(I have omitted the postscript.)

His love.
His Venus.
His Star.

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Keats loved Fanny the way everyone wants to be loved.Β What fleeting joys all the rest of them will be if a heart hasn’t known such love, such burning passion!

”A thing of Beauty is a joy forever.”

Indeed. Indeed. For I will treasure every single word you ever wrote, will inscribe it in my heart, will take it with me whichever world I go to next.

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I really hope you enjoyed this series as much as I did! I had so much fun sharing and discussing with you these wonderful letters. ❀
THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR ALL YOUR LOVE. ❀  YOU GUYS ARE THE BESTEST!!!

27 thoughts on “[MY BOOKISH OBSESSIONS] The Last Letter

  1. OMG MY HEART!! I LOVE KEATS he added so greatly to the Romantic movement and his letters are written just as beautifully as his poems are!WONDERFUL POST – BEAUTIFUL!!! Keats’ poetry will forever have a place in my heart πŸ˜ŠπŸ’–

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    1. I KNOW RIGHTTT?!? I LOVE HIM TOOOOO!! 😭😭😭😭😭 And its just soo sad that in the end, he and Fanny couldnt be togetherr!! 😭😭😭😭 IT JUST BREAKS MY HEART TO KNOW THAT!!😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

      All his writings are filled with soo much love and longing…😭😭

      I AM SOOOO SOOOO GLAD YOU LOVE HIM JUST AS MUCH AS I DO BECAUSE THAT ENSURES THAT YOU UNDERSTANDDDDD WHY THIS LETTER – all his letters – MAKE ME SOOO FUCKING EMOTIONAL! 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭☺️

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      1. HE WAS SOOO TALENTED!! It is definitely devastating! HE HAD SO MUCH LOVE FOR HER!

        He was such a master at weaving emotion into is works!

        THE ROMANTICS ARE MY ABSOLUTE FAVOURITE MOVEMENT OF POETS!! HE WAS SUCH AN INFLUENCE – IT IS SO SAD – HE HAD SUCH POOR LUCK – SO HEART-BREAKING AND EMOTIONAL πŸ˜’πŸ˜’πŸ˜’πŸ˜’πŸ˜’β€β€πŸ’•πŸ’•

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  2. Keats’s tuberculosis limited their opportunities to meet. In September 1820, he left for the warmer climate of Rome, and her mother agreed to their marrying on his projected return, but he died there in February 1821, aged twenty-five. Fanny came out of mourning in 1827, six years after Keats’s death.

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    1. Yeahh! I got to know about his illness through his letters to his friends and family…and its SOO SAD, isn’t it?!😭😭😣😣😣

      And although I had imagined Fanny to be heartbroken at his death obviously, I didnt know that she mourned him for 6 years!😭😭😭 That jus makes it all…😭😭😭…just…😭😭

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    1. 🀣🀣🀣🀣 haha!! I cannot stop smiling at these emojis! πŸ™ƒπŸ™ƒπŸ™ƒπŸ™ƒπŸ€ͺπŸ€ͺπŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚

      But I cannot blame you for taking offense here πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚ because to be honest, he really is…uhh…you know…quite harsh..🀣🀣…but I also couldnt stop laughing when I read that sentence! 🀣🀣 What a comparison! 🀣🀣

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    1. RRRIIIIGHTTT?? 😭😭😭😭 John Keats’ letters always move me to tears and when I am reminded of how he died and couldnt spend his life with Fanny just like he had hoped and longed for, IT MAKES ME CRYY EVEN MOREEEE!! 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

      And I AM SOO GLAD THAT YOU LOVED THEM, Emer!!😍❀️❀️❀️❀️

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  3. This is such a beautiful post. Not only because the letter is so moving and raw, but because the commentary you made on it, along with the beautiful images, make this feel so special, almost intimate.

    This feels like you are sharing a part of your heart with us, and it’s so precious ❀️

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    1. AWWWW!! Thank you SOOO much, Leyre! FOR THIS SWEEEEET COMMENT! 😍😍❀️❀️🌟🌟🌟 I am soo glad you liked it, hon! And true, reading these letters was a very intimate and emotional experience! I am so glad you loved them as well!

      THANK YOU SOO SOOO MUCH! ❀️❀️🌟🌟

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    1. THANK YOU SOO MUCH, Greg! I am SOO GLAD YOU LIKED THIS ONE! ❀️❀️❀️

      And hey, maybe this letter will ignite some curiosity for his works, yeah? ❀️❀️ In any case, I am just soo glad you liked this letter!

      THANK YOU SOOOOO MUCH FOR READINGG!! β€οΈβ€οΈβ€οΈπŸ’•πŸ’•

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    1. WASNT IT SOO FUCKING EMOTIONALL?!? 😭😭😭😭 I AM SOOOO GLAD YOU LIKED IT, star 🌟!! πŸ’•πŸ’•πŸ’•β€οΈβ€οΈβ€οΈβ€οΈβ€οΈπŸ˜˜πŸ˜˜πŸ˜˜πŸŒŸπŸŒŸ

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  4. This is such a unique series and I love experiencing these letters which hold so much emotion!! Thank you for doing this and I’m sorry this is ending *for now* πŸ˜‰ !!
    This is so beautiful, that this much emotion could be held and then disappear in death is really heartbreaking but that it can he held whilst he lived was also a miracle and actually last past death. I love how passionate he is– I loved this “Keats loved Fanny the way everyone wants to be loved.” as it is so true and really emphasises the power and beauty of what he felt and the fact the he conveyed it which such passion.
    It is sad and beautiful. Thank you for sharing!! ❀ ❀ ❀

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    1. AWWWWW!! THANK YOU SOOO MUCH FOR THIS AWESOME COMMENT, Sophiee!! 😍❀️❀️😭😭😭 And I am sad as wellll!! I got soo attached to these posts! πŸ˜•πŸ˜•

      Oh my god Sophie you have worded this SOO BEAUTIFULLY! I agree with every word!! πŸ˜πŸ˜β€οΈβ€οΈπŸ˜πŸ˜πŸ˜πŸ’•πŸ’•

      THANK YOU SO SOOOO MUCH FOR READING AND I AM SOOOO GLAD YOU LIKED IT!! πŸ˜πŸ˜β€οΈβ€οΈπŸ˜˜πŸ˜˜πŸ‘»πŸ‘»

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  5. I feel like when a couple is kept apart it spawns the best words. Your heart overflows and can’t contain everything you wish could have been!! It’s such sweet sorrow. This is so fun and beautiful Rain!! Thanks so much fo0r sharing your love of Keats with us. ❀️❀️❀️

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    1. EXACTLYYYY!! That’s why they say a little separation helps people realize the depth of their feelings for each other! It mirrors the saying that you realise the real value of someone/something after you have lost it/them. 😒😒

      THANK YOUU SOOO MUCH Dani! I am SOOO glad you liked it! 😭😭πŸ₯°πŸ₯°πŸ˜πŸ˜πŸ˜πŸ˜β€οΈβ€οΈβ€οΈ

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  6. I’ve always debated about the power of separation, its length and if it’s really the only way for two people to know how MUCH they really love each other. Alas, through experience, I can definitely say that it is when the longing brings you to reflect and understand your feelings on a whole other level. Glad you enjoyed doing this series, Rain. Those letters were indeed amazing. Thank you for sharing! πŸ˜€

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    1. EXACTLY! When you are away from the person you love, you feel every single emotion acutely, you reevaluate their value in your life, you start to appreciate more the time you do get to spend together. The connection is made stronger with separation, and so does the will to be with them NO MATTER WHAT. 🌟πŸ₯°

      Yes! It was amazing to reflect on all of those lovely letters, to be able to experience what they must have and I am glad that you liked them as well! β€οΈπŸ’•β˜ΊοΈπŸ₯°

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