Tuesday, 26 January 2010

There is a holiness to the heart's affections

Keats: I had such a dream last night. I was floating above the trees with my lips connected to those of a beautiful figure for what seemed like an age. Flowery treetops sprang up beneath us and we rested on them with the lightness of a cloud.
Who was the figure?

Keats: I must have had my eyes closed because I can’t remember.
Fanny: And yet you remember the treetops.

Keats: Not so well as I remember the lips.
Fanny: Whose lips? Were they my lips?

Bright Star

via tree castles and krissysayshello


Ruxandra said...

Can you believe that i have this movie in my computer for a couple of weeks and didn't watch it yet?Beautiful.

Anonymous said...

Can watch it over and over........