If you’re visiting Rome and have had your fill of stunning sculpture and beautiful buildings, pay a visit to this charming little museum of English romantic poets. The library is atmospheric and the collection of poetry volumes is impressive. But people really go there to see the bed in which Keats died, still in situ in the same room.

To be honest, it’s not much to look at, squeezed in among the paintings and furniture, but there’s a reverence that visitors bring to the place. Stepping back out in the city of polished marble, you feel like you’ve taken an intriguing detour in the eternal city.