“If your idea of Keats is of a delicate, tragic young man lying on a chaise longue in Hampstead, think again.” A documentary about Keats (6.45pm, 6 January) was heart-melting, retracing some of the poet’s steps west across Scotland, where he trekked for four months in 1818 with his friend Charles Brown. Presenter Professor Fiona Stafford over-brimmed with love and information (Keats stopped at Dove Cottage to pay homage to Wordsworth, only he was out, so a crestfallen Keats left a note) and didn’t even get to mention his love affair with Fanny Brawne, or that Keats was one of the greatest correspondents in Western literature.
Instead, we learned that on this walk he wore a massive fur hat and Brown a bright red tartan suit. They looked so singular – so “kenspeckle” – that they drew frowning crowds in Glasgow. Stafford was determined to paint JK as a tough guy who would leave anybody today with a hiking pole for dust. And he was! He shifted some 400 miles, 27 of them across a bog in Mull where the mud gnawed at him like quicksand. On Iona he found the graves of ancient monarchs such as Macbeth, their stone effigies scattered on the ground. Could these be the pale warriors of “La Belle Dame Sans Merci”? Someone read the poem in the driving rain, cagoule flapping. It was impossible to not well up (“And this is why I sojourn here,/Alone and palely loitering”).
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