I've wanted to visit this house for a number of years but each time I've been to Rome it seems to have passed me by, thankfully not this time. Keats' poetry has long been a significant part of my life and standing in the room in which he died, looking out of the same window at (more or less) the same view as the man who wrote Endymion was an experience I wasn't prepared for.
The whole place is amazing and needs a lot more time to explore than its size might first make you think. It was an odd sensation to step off a busy street in Rome and into what felt like an English country house, but one I certainly enjoyed.
On top of this the staff were outstanding; there was a very friendly and helpful Irish lady at the entrance who even had patience with my clumsiness when I lost and then subsequently found my receipt/ticket and the girl sat in the main part of the building was on hand to answer any questions.
I'd recommend anyone with an interest in Keats' work to come here, I confess I'm not as well-versed in Shelley's work but I'm sure it's a must for fans of his as well.
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