Your sincere friend
John Keats.
I cannot give any good news of Tom.
LXXIX.—TO FANNY KEATS.
[Hampstead,] Tuesday Morn [December 1, 1818].
My dear Fanny—Poor Tom has been so bad that I have delayed your visit hither—as it would be so painful to you both. I cannot say he is any better this morning—he is in a very dangerous state—I have scarce any hopes of him. Keep up your spirits for me my dear Fanny—repose entirely in
Your affectionate Brother
John.
LXXX.—TO GEORGE AND GEORGIANA KEATS.
[Hampstead,[84] about Decr. 18, 1818.]