济慈诗歌和书信选(英文版)22 To George and Georgiana Keats, 16th December 18

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　　My dear brother and sister;

　　You will be prepared, before this reaches you for the worst news you could have, nay¹ if Haslam’s letter arrives in proper time, I have a consolation² in thinking the first shock will be past before you receive this. The last days of poor Tom were of the most distressing³ nature; but his last moments were not so painful, and his very last was without a pang—I will not enter into any parsonic comments on death—yet the common observations of the commonest people on death are as true as their proverbs. I have scarce a doubt of immortality⁴ of some nature of other—neither had Tom. My friends have been exceedingly kind to me every one of them—Brown detained me at his house. I suppose no one could have had their time made smoother than mine has been. During poor Tom’s illness I was not able to write and since his death the task of beginning has been a hindrance⁵ to me.

　　Mrs. Browne who took Brown’s house for the summer, still resides in Hampstead—she is a very nice woman—and her daughter is I think beautiful and elegant, graceful⁶, silly, fashionable and strange we have a little tiff⁷ now and then—and she behaves a little better, o I must have sheered off.

　　Shall I give you Miss Browne? She is about my height—with a fine style of countenance⁸ of the lengthened⁹ sort—she wants sentiment in every feature—she manages to make her hair look well—her nostrils¹⁰ are fine—though a little painful—her mouth is bad and good—her profil is better than her full-face which indeed is not full put pale and thin without showing any bone—her shape is very graceful and so are her movements—her arms are good her hand badish—her feet tolerable—she is not seventeen—but she is ignorant—monstrous in her behaviour flying out in all directions, calling people such names—that I was forced lately to make use of the term Minx—this is I think not from any innate¹¹ vice¹² but from a penchant¹³ she has for acting¹⁴ stylishly¹⁵. I am however tired of such style and shall decline any more of it.

　　But I will go no further—I may be speaking sacrilegiously—and on my word I have thought so little that I have not one opinion upon any thing except in matters of taste—I never can feel certain of any truth but from a clear perception of its Beauty—and I find myself very young minded even in that perceptive¹⁶ power—which I hope will encrease—A year ago I could not understand in the slightest degree Raphael’s cartoons—now I begin to read them a little.

　　When I was last at Haydon’s I looked over a book of prints taken from the fresco¹⁷ of the church at Milan the name of which I forget—in it are comprised Specimens¹⁸ of the first and second age of art in Italy—I do not think I ever had a greater treat out of Shakespeare—Full of Romance and the most tender feeling—magnificence of draperies beyond any I ever saw not excepting Raphael’s—But Grotesque¹⁹ to a curious pitch—yet still making up a fine whole—even finer to me than more accomplished²⁰ works—as there was left so much room for imagination.

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