GUYS, I LOVE ROMANTIC POETRY. I LOVE SONNETS. I LOVE KEATS. OBVIOUSLY, I SHOULD BE ABLE TO SIT DOWN AND WRITE THIS PAPER. AND YET INSTEAD, I AM UNABLE TO EXTRICATE MYSELF FROM MY SPASTIC FANGIRLING. FUCKING FUCK WHY MUST ENGLAND BE SO GREAT WHY MUST MY LOVE GET ALL CONFUSED ABOUT WHICH TIME PERIOD I'M SUPPOSED TO BE FOCUSING ON (LIKE, FOR INSTANCE, CELTIC TIMES THAT PRODUCED THE ARTHURIAN LEGEND, 19TH CENTURY TIMES THAT PRODUCED KEATS AND TENNYSON AND WATERHOUSE, OR MODERN TIMES THAT PRODUCED BRADLEY JAMES' ASS).

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