Keats House is a museum in a house once occupied by the Romantic poet John Keats. It is in Keats Grove, Hampstead, north London. Maps prior to ca.1915 show the road with one of its earlier names, John Street; the road has also been known as Albion Grove. The building was originally a pair of semi-detached houses known as "Wentworth Place". John Keats lodged in one of them with his friend Charles Brown from December 1818 to September 1820. These were perhaps Keats's most productive years. According to Brown, "Ode to a Nightingale" was written under a plum tree in the garden.
While living in the house, Keats fell in love with and became engaged to Fanny Brawne, who lived with her family in the adjacent house. Keats became increasingly ill with tuberculosis and was advised to move to a warmer climate. He left London in 1820 and died, unmarried, in Italy the following year.
The house is a Grade I listed building.
The house was built during 1814–1815 and was probably completed between November 1815 and February 1816. The house was one of the first to be built in the area known as the Lower Heath Quarter.
John Keats ( /ˈkiːts/; 31 October 1795 – 23 February 1821) was an English Romantic poet. He was one of the main figures of the second generation of romantic poets along with Lord Byron and Percy Bysshe Shelley, despite his work only having been in publication for four years before his death.
Although his poems were not generally well received by critics during his life, his reputation grew after his death, so that by the end of the 19th century he had become one of the most beloved of all English poets. He had a significant influence on a diverse range of later poets and writers. Jorge Luis Borges stated that his first encounter with Keats was the most significant literary experience of his life.
The poetry of Keats is characterized by sensual imagery, most notably in the series of odes. Today his poems and letters are some of the most popular and most analyzed in English literature.
John Keats was born on 31 October 1795 to Thomas and Frances Jennings Keats. Keats and his family seemed to have marked his birthday on 29 October, however baptism records give the birth date as the 31st. He was the eldest of four surviving children; George (1797–1841), Thomas (1799–1818) and Frances Mary "Fanny" (1803–1889). Another son was lost in infancy. John was born in central London although there is no clear evidence of the exact location. His father first worked as a hostler at the stables attached to the Swan and Hoop inn, an establishment he later managed and where the growing family lived for some years. Keats believed that he was born at the inn, a birthplace of humble origins, but there is no evidence to support this. The Keats at the Globe pub now occupies the site, a few yards from modern day Moorgate station. He was baptised at St Botolph-without-Bishopsgate and sent to a local dame school as a child.
William Henry "Harry" Giles (born September 1, 1930) CM, QC is a pioneer in early academic intervention and French immersion and widely regarded as an influential educator in Canada. He is the founder of two French immersion private schools, the Toronto French School and The Giles School.
Born in Windsor, Ontario, Giles has a Master of Education and a Bachelor of Arts from the University of Toronto as well as a Bachelor of Laws from Osgoode Hall in Toronto. In 1954 he married Anna Por with whom he had three children.
As founder for 25 years, headmaster of the Toronto French School, Giles introduced bilingual immersion education in Canada at the Toronto French School, which he founded and served for 25 years as headmaster. He also introduced and implemented the first early intervention programmes in Canadian schools. The success of his education model was instrumental in launching French immersion programmes throughout the North American public school system.
Giles established the prestigious pre-university competitions, the Canadian Chemistry and Physics Olympiads, and started the first GCE Ordinary ("O") and Advanced ("A") examination centre in Canada. He assisted in the creation of the International Baccalaureate and established the first examination centre of the International Baccalaureate in Canada. He has participated actively in worldwide education communities including representing Canada at the 2nd, 3rd and 4th International Curriculum Conferences.
When you walk out of god's house
Don't complain
You've got yer gold and silver
And you've got yer pretty girl
When you walk out of god's house
Don't complain
When you trade yer money for her
Don't be ashamed
Forget yer lonely room
And yer cheap cheap solitude
When you trade yer money for her
Don't be ashamed
When his hand falls to guide you
Don't be afraid
He'll give you seeds of sorrow
To shake and make it right
When his hand falls to guide you
Don't be afraid
Johnny's so in love
Johnny's so in love
Johnny's so in love with the boss's woman
Johnny is a square
Johnny isn't there
Johnny thought it was love but she was only slumming
He hangs around till she goes home
Just to see her face going by in the chrome
Cause she's a picture
Johnny she's a big dumb platinum
Smack her face and tell her Johnny
Hey girl, I'm sick of your lies
Going after your love is like following cats eyes
Johnny's shedding tears
Wet behind the ears
Johnny is as green as the grass that's growing
Johnny's getting bruised
Johnny's being used
Johnny's having fun without her husband knowing
Cause he stays at home to count the money he's made
While she goes chasing after rough trade
You're a picture, and it isn't funny
Now get down there and tell her Johnny
Hey girl, I'm sick of your lies
Going after your love is like following cats eyes
He said he knows what he's doing
But he's making a fool of himself
Here's a broken mirror Johnny
Take a good hard look at yourself
Be careful Johnny, with the promise you made
Or it will blow up in your face like a hand grenade
Let me tell you what it's all about
Tears are just emotional fall out
Johnny's so in love
Johnny's so in love with the boss's woman
Johnny is a square
Johnny isn't there
Johnny thought it was love but she was only slumming
She say goodbye
Bon voyage
You're just a grease monkey working at Joe's garage
And you're a picture and it isn't funny
So get down there and tell her Johnny
Hey girl, I'm sick of your lies
Going after your love is like following cats eyes
Following cats eyes
Following cats eyes
Following cats eyes
Following cats eyes
Following cats eyes