Before Keats arrived, he wrote to a friend that "one of the pleasantest means of annulling self is approaching such a shrine as the cottage of Burns — we need not think of his misery — that is all gone — bad luck to it — I shall look upon it all with unmixed pleasure."
Before Keats arrived, he wrote to a friend that "one of the most appealing ways to transcend one's own troubles is approaching the humble residence of Robert Burns — we need not ponder his hardships — those are now lost in the past — I shall view it all with unblemished pleasure."