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This short, facetious rhyme was written as part of letter to Byron’s publisher John Murray:
Are you aware that Shelley has written an elegy on Keats – and accuses the Quarterly of killing him? -
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You know very well that I did not approve of Keats’s poetry or principles of poetry – or...
John Keats
Who killed John Keats?
"I," says the Quarterly,
So savage and Tartarly;
"'T was one of my feats."
Who shot the arrow?
"The poet-priest Milman
(So ready to kill man)
"Or Southey, or Barrow."