Keats's death was so tragic that most people cried themselves to sleep. “Quench your burning tears in their burning bed, and let your noisy heart remain in mute and uncomplaining sleep” (Shelley 21-23). Lips could not form words to express their grief, only tears could convey the loss of a great poet. Some people even saw Keats as a voice of imagery that led them to the gates of imagination and ideas, but others thought otherwise, mocking and throwing critical clams. Shelley later goes on to explain that Keats was unapologetic about his style in his work and was not terrified of his death. “..he went, without fear, into the pit of death…” (Shelley 34-35). Keats's focused mindset and unapologetic nature helped him continue writing even though the hatred he received drove him to fame. "...the thorny road that leads, through toil and hatred, to the serene heights of glory" (Shelley