Wednesday, 25 November 2009

The Bright Star of Keats

Bright star, would I were steadfast as thou art
Not in lone splendour hung aloft the night,
And watching, with eternal lids apart,
Like nature's patient sleepless eremite,
The moving waters at their priestlike task
Of pure ablution round earth's human shores,
Or gazing on the new soft-fallen mask
Of snow upon the mountains and the moors;
No yet still steadfast, still unchangeable,
Pillow'd upon my fair love's ripening breast,
To feel for ever its soft fall and swell,
Awake for ever in a sweet unrest,
Still, still to hear her tender-taken breath,
And so live ever or else swoon to death.

I am just returned from watching a film about John Keats and his love affair with Fanny Brawne, named 'Bright Star'. I highly recommend you all to see it, for it is a beautiful testament to their short romance. I also highly recommend that you take a large box of tissues - you will use them all. I think it a testament to the film that as the credits rolled no one moved, until Ben Whishaw had spoken the final lines of 'Ode to a Nightingale'.


Cornflower said...

It's wonderful, isn't it?

oxford-reader said...

Heartbreakingly so!

Sophie said...

I really want to see this! Glad to hear you enjoyed it.

Anonymous said...

Exactly the same thing happened when I saw it. No one stirred, the lights came on and only when he'd finished the last line did people start, reluctantly, to leave their seats. A wonderful film and I need to see it again to get out of it all it has to give.

Carol N

Bloomsbury Bell said...

I really want to see this - such a great poet.