Bright Star
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It's mine. |
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-Get down. |
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-Good day, Mr. Phipps. |
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Get down. |
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You'll have no supper if you keep that up. |
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-Hello, Joy. |
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-Is all well? |
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-Hello. |
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-Good morning, Joy. |
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-Sorry. |
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Where is Mr. Keats? |
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I'm afraid he is not joining us. |
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He's in Mr. Brown's half of the house. |
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Hello. |
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Hello. |
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The very well stitched Little Miss Brawne |
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Good morning. |
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What is this? What have I done? |
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I don't shake hands with the enemy. |
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An enemy? What have I done to you? |
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You do nothing to me or for me, |
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What? |
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Your offense is to my fashion, Mr. Brown. |
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Oh, dear. |
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To which I'm ''so helplessly slavish.'' |
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I have been ill-quoted. |
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''Her obsession |
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Cross-stitch? Miss Brawne, |
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-I don't even know what that means. |
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I feel the same about your poems, |
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I know nothing of what they mean. |
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They puff smoke, dissolve, |
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Fanny, take this tea to Mr. Keats. |
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Mr. Keats is composing |
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It's my finding in the business of disturbing, |
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Fanny, why not speak to one of us |
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I'm praising him! |
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-Fanny. |
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I'm wanting to know what you shall say |
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I've been waiting two weeks |
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I cannot look upon him without smiling. |
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And he is quick with his thoughts, |
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His brother Tom's not at all better. |
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Very diminished. |
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Mr. Keats nurses him alone. |
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Mr. Keats nurses him alone. |
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-Is there no other family member? |
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There is only a much younger sister |
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Come in. |
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You like jokes, Mr. Keats? |
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I like jokes. |
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Mr. Brown, I warn you, |
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He complains I care for nothing but fashion. |
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Would you like biscuits? |
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You've come to spy. |
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Spy? |
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How will you describe me? My character? |
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I am not the least interested |
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My jacket, then? Or my pantaloons? |
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You need a new jacket, |
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Is that all? |
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It should be of velvet, blue velvet. |
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Tell me, Miss Brawne, |
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Well, all I wear, |
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I'm often told |
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I originated the pleats on my dress, |
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Has she annoyed you sufficiently? |
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Men's room, out. |
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Poets got to do a bit of writing. |
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My stitching has more merit and admirers |
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Goodbye, minxstress. |
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And I can make money from it. |
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Yes? |
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Have you got John Keats' poem book... |
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-Endymion? |
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Yes, I've not heard much good about it. |
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I've not sold one and took 20. |
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My sister has met the author, |
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to see if he is an idiot or not. |
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Unwrap it. |
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Read it. |
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''A thing of beauty is a joy for ever |
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''Pass into nothingness, but still will keep |
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''Full of sweet dreams, and health |
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-Stop. |
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''Yes, in spite of all |
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''Some shape of beauty moves away the pall |
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I'd love to speak with Mr. Keats. |
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''A thing of beauty is a joy forever |
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''Pass into nothingness'' |
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You've read Endymion. |
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I wanted to adore it. |
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-But you hated it? |
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Are you frightened to speak truthfully? |
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-Never. |
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No. I'm not clever with poetry. |
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Well, neither, it seems, am I. |
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-Still I have some hope for myself. |
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-But... |
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One doesn't necessarily create the other. |
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Would practice help? |
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It might. |
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This is the first frock |
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to have a triple-pleated mushroom collar. |
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Isn't that an identical one behind you? |
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My card's completely full. |
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But you don't dance, Mr. Keats. |
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I don't feel like dancing. |
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Is your brother still ill? |
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He's no better. |
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My father was ill |
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He died when I was still very young. |
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Excuse me. |
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Miss Brawne, may I? |
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Mama! |
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Fanny has cut my ribbon, |
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What are you doing, Fanny? |
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Trying to bring some comfort |
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What dying man? |
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I cannot offer poor Mr. Keats' brother |
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It's me. Miss Brawne. |
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I have something to deliver to Mr. Keats. |
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Leave it at the door. |
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-Is he not there? |
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I have something for your brother, Mr. Keats. |
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Invite her in. Brown! |
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You disgusting ape. |
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Be careful as you enter the ape's cage. |
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Sit next to me, Miss Brawne. |
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My prospects in the world feel very faint. |
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This room is so poorly cared for. |
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Please try one. |
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I'm anxious they'll cause him to choke. |
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No! Try another and I swear I shall bite you. |
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Take care. She has sharp teeth. |
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She has sunk her fangs into my poor poem |
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I am very sorry I couldn't love |
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Perhaps I did not say, |
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but I thought the beginning of your poem |
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But don't leave us. You can see for yourself, |
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All we do is lie about the room all day, |
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Please, tell me what I should do. |
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Miss Brawne, |
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Well, I gave him the biscuits. |
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Mr. Brown kept... |
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If we've finished tiffing, |
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It might cheer him. |
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We'll have to ask Mama. |
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-No, we don't, Toots. |
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Isn't that so, Samuel? |
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We have to stick together. |
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I'm going. You'll have to come with me. |
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Would you like to go by the pond |
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I've explored all these paths, which are more |
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My eyelashes? |
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You know, it amazes me |
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I've never heard him say one thing of wit. |
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-You favor wit? |
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-You like the fashionables? |
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Men who say things that make you start |
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Things that are amusing. |
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I know these dandies. |
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They have a mannerism in their very eating |
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You are making an attack on me? |
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No, I am defending |
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By attacking myself. |
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Forgive me. |
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I've been too long at my brother's sickbed. |
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Can we not still appreciate clever humor? |
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Thank God! He's been calling out for you. |
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Come in. |
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John. |
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-I didn't... I didn't... |
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-What? |
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-I don't know. I was having this dream. |
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-I'm here. |
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-I just... I was worried. |
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It's all right. I'm here. |
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It's so hot in this bed. |
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I was so scared for a while. |
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-Calm down. |
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I want to go. I want to leave. It smells. |
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Or I'II cut your hair in the night. |
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-Good evening, John. |
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Good evening. |
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Well, Keats, |
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Of course not. It's in my waistcoat pocket. |
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-Hello, Mr. Keats. |
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How's Tom? |
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Gentlemen of the orchestra, |
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Ladies, straight ahead, please. Thank you. |
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Hurry on, gentlemen. |
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Is he showing any signs of improvement? |
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Don't ask me of Tom, Minx. |
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The only good I can do |
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Hurry on, gentlemen. |
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Shall we open the claret? |
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Someone submitted anonymously |
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composed on the subject of whether |
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-Come on. |
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Right. |
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That's my sword, you brute. |
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Love the 10th muse? |
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It's full of the most perfect allusions |
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I thought at first it might be one of yours. |
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We were just telling Mrs. Brawne |
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Was it so very bad? |
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''No man could have profaned and vulgarized |
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''every association in the manner which has |
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Did they not admire the opening? |
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-Do you Like poetry, Miss Brawne? |
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Poems are a strain to work out. |
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John, we are talking, or are about to talk, |
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of your defense |
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Yes. |
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''I have clung |
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''Or felt but a great dream! O I have been |
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''Presumptuous against Love |
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''Against all elements, against the tie |
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The rhythm is beautiful and unique. |
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There are rhymes, but not on the beat. |
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And the repetitions set you up to fly. |
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''I have clung |
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And here you come out |
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It's beautiful. |
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Well, there are immaturities, |
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and that is what they didn't say. |
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It was said. You said it, Brother. |
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Thank you. |
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Very bravely. |
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Ladies, the Hampstead Heathens |
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-Reynolds? |
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No. I think not. You're very much needed. |
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Mr. Keats is dead. |
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Mr. Keats is dead. So young. |
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Is it Tom? |
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I woke with the strange sensation |
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I opened my eyes, and there was John. |
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I knew immediately what had happened, |
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''Tom died at 8:00, quietly and without pain.'' |
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Of course, he can't go on living there, |
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so I have invited Mr. Keats |
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Well, we do have a Long schedule of visits. |
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I don't want to interfere with your city plans, |
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but you are most welcome |
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-Minx? Are you unwell? |
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No, no, no, not at all. |
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-I've never seen you so quiet. |
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We do have some city business. |
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She sewed it all night Long. |
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It's a pillow slip. |
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Then I will rest Tom's head upon it. |
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Keats, the Reynolds are expecting us. |
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I'II catch you up. Thank you. |
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Invite me again, alone. |
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Come for Christmas. |
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Yes, please do join us, Mr. Keats, please. |
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But Marianne Reynolds invited us |
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You were there when she said it. |
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I am sorry to spoil things. |
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Not at all. Wherever Mr. Keats is happy, |
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-Thank you, Mrs. Brawne. |
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Perhaps Mr. Brown wants |
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I am merely remembering to Mr. Keats |
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Miss Brawne, I thought we were conversing. |
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''Dear Mrs. Brawne. |
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''I have not the health |
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''but with a family such as your own. |
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Thank you. |
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I was wondering this morning |
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Pardon? |
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You see, I believe you are. |
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We rented Mr. Brown's half of the house |
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while you were journeying in Scotland. |
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Which room do you sleep in? |
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The one overlooking the back garden. |
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That was my bed. |
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For proof, pull it from the wall |
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and by the pillow, you will find a figure |
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Is the figure you? |
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It's a fairy princess. |
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-Should I be feeding her? |
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Would you teach me poetry? |
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I'd... I'd Like to understand it. |
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I don't know how to begin. |
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And it's three to the right. |
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Two, three. Three to the left. |
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Two, three. |
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And down. And keep it going. |
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So that's the English drawing room. |
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And this is something |
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They kick, |
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and they jump, |
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and they twirl it, |
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and they sweat it, |
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What about a poem? |
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-Yes. Please, Mr. Keats. |
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''When I have fears that I may cease to be |
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''Before my pen has glean'd |
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''Before high-piled books, in charact'ry |
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''Hold Like rich garners the full-ripen'd grain |
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''When I behold, upon the night's starr'd face |
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''Huge cloudy symbols of a high romance'' |
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-I do apologize. I've gone blank. |
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Should you Like some sweet? |
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Shall we have coffee and sweet? |
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Come through to our side. |
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I've come for my poetry class. |
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Your poetry class? |
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Poetry classes! |
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I hope I don't disturb. |
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Take a seat. |
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Have a look at that. |
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A poet is not at all poetical. |
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He is the most un-poetical thing |
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He has no identity. |
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He is continually filling some other body, |
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I cannot restrain my credibility longer. |
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Miss Brawne, |
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-It's really me. |
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Charles, I have a pupil. |
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-Desist or depart. |
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My modest hope is that the cost |
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The cost of the lesson is that Mr. Keats |
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You don't mean to read the poems? |
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Until I know all the poets and poems |
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since I've nothing to do, |
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I bow to your ambition. |
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Now he's gone, I shall find it easier to talk. |
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Can you say something |
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Poetic craft is a carcass, a sham. |
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If poetry does not come as naturally |
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then it had better not come at all. |
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I am mistaken. |
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I am not sure I can teach you. |
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Was I too rude? I... I can apologize. |
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I'm not sure I have |
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I'm suspicious of my feelings. |
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Do you not Like me? |
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I'm attracted to you without knowing why. |
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AII women confuse me, even my mother. |
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I yearn to be ruined by shrews |
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and in reality, |
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I'm annoyed by my sister |
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I still don't know how to work out a poem. |
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A poem needs understanding |
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The point of diving in a lake |
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is not immediately to swim to the shore |
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but to be in the Lake, |
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You do not work the lake out. |
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It is an experience beyond thought. |
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Poetry soothes and emboldens |
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I Love mystery. |
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I found your fairy princess |
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And you could make her out? |
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She wears a butterfly frock. |
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Shall we continue? |
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Mr. Keats is very brilliant. |
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I'm not sure he really likes me. |
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He prefers Toots and Samuel, even our cat, |
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Mr. Keats knows he cannot Like you. |
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He has no Living and no income. |
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Mr. Keats isn't here. |
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He said to tell you he had a sore throat |
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Samuel, hello. |
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You don't believe me. Come in. |
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Come in. |
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There, no Keats. |
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Tell us, what Chaucer did you read? |
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AII of it. |
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Also, Mr. Spenser, |
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That's a lot to read in one week. |
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What did you think of The Odyssey? |
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Thank you. |
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I am yet partway through it, |
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Have you? |
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''Out went the taper as she hurried in |
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''Its little smoke, in pallid moonshine, died |
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''She clos'd the door, she panted, all akin |
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''To spirits of the air, and visions wide'' |
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And... And what, Miss Brawne, |
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-I... I liked it. |
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You didn't find Milton's rhymes |
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No. |
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-Did you not? |
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Is it the material of her dress that makes |
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Yes, they are golden. |
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-Amber almost. |
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What color are yours, Mr. Brown? |
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Mine? |
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-Suitcase brown. |
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Did you see Mr. Brown? He was amazed. |
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Well, all those authors in just one week |
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I know. |
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But he sees I'm serious. |
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Fanny, it's a letter. |
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I think it's a valentine. |
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''Darling Valentine, I am not sure |
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''for your amber enchantress eyes |
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''Yours, the Suitcase.'' |
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Fanny, |
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Mr. Keats is behaving very oddly. |
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Should I invite him inside? |
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-Mr. Brown sent you a Valentine? |
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Keats! Keats! John, wait. |
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-John. |
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with you encouraging me |
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-John, easy. |
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you write Miss Brawne a valentine card. |
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-John. |
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-Easy. |
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You have the income to marry, |
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Did you accept him, Miss Brawne? |
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John, I sent that valentine... |
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It was only a jest. |
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For whom? I'm not laughing. |
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John, I wrote the valentine to amuse Fanny, |
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John, she's what? |
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-and, what, a military expert the next? |
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It is a game. It is a game to her. |
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There is a holiness to the heart's affections. |
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Believe me, it's not pride! |
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You're in Love with Mr. Brown? |
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Why don't you speak? |
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She can't speak because she only knows |
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Isn't that right? |
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Yes, and read all Milton, |
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because there are none! |
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John, there are one or two of her kind |
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in every fashionable drawing room |
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gasping over skirt lengths. |
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I'm sorry. |
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No! I want to dance and flirt, |
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talk of flounces and ribbons |
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What if the dwarf were to die in Act 2? |
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And then we could introduce |
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The princess. |
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Perhaps Act 3 could begin with a tempest. |
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What else do you think? |
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We're going to live next door. |
00:42:36 |
The Dilkes are moving to Westminster, |
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So we'll be in the same house. |
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It's a great economy for Mama. |
00:42:50 |
But only if you Like. |
00:42:51 |
Have we broken for the day, Keats? |
00:42:57 |
Keats! |
00:43:03 |
-Throw the rope up. |
00:43:07 |
There should be another one of them. |
00:43:14 |
But if the princess has already abandoned |
00:43:17 |
I mean, cannot we keep his Love speech? |
00:43:21 |
We have to change it. |
00:43:24 |
-We could give the Love speech to... |
00:43:31 |
Sorry, right in the face. |
00:43:37 |
Brown? Brown! |
00:43:40 |
Oh, no! |
00:43:43 |
-What was that, Toots? |
00:43:57 |
If Mr. Keats and myself |
00:44:02 |
lounging on a sofa or staring into a wall, |
00:44:07 |
Doing nothing is the musing of the poet. |
00:44:12 |
Are these musings what we common people |
00:44:16 |
Thoughts, yes, but of a weightier nature. |
00:44:21 |
Sinking thoughts? |
00:44:23 |
Not really, Miss Brawne. Musing, |
00:44:29 |
Mr. Brown? |
00:44:30 |
As in amusing? |
00:44:34 |
Mr. Brown, our thoughts are all very simple, |
00:44:37 |
so you never need worry |
00:44:40 |
And we should be happy |
00:45:05 |
Can I choose which bed? |
00:45:41 |
Mr. Keats. |
00:46:32 |
They're sniffing all the flowers in the garden |
00:46:37 |
Mr. Keats is being a bee. |
00:46:45 |
Thank you. |
00:46:50 |
Fanny! |
00:46:52 |
Come in. |
00:46:53 |
I need your help. |
00:47:19 |
Lie to me. |
00:47:23 |
I did not sit down a single tune. |
00:47:27 |
You can see the truth in my slippers, |
00:47:31 |
I don't know how I could have prevented it. |
00:47:32 |
I don't want to sit and wait under the trees |
00:47:35 |
-I want to go and play on the swing. |
00:47:40 |
-Lovely. |
00:47:44 |
No. A bit Lower. |
00:48:10 |
I had such a dream last night. |
00:48:14 |
I was floating above the trees |
00:48:17 |
with my lips connected |
00:48:22 |
for what seemed Like an age. |
00:48:26 |
Flowery treetops sprang up beneath us, |
00:48:28 |
and we rested on them |
00:48:40 |
Who was the figure? |
00:48:56 |
I must have had my eyes closed, |
00:49:03 |
And yet, you remember the treetops. |
00:49:06 |
Not so well as I remember the Lips. |
00:49:12 |
Whose lips? Were they my lips? |
00:49:58 |
Fanny? |
00:50:12 |
Fanny? |
00:50:20 |
Fanny? |
00:50:25 |
Fanny! |
00:51:33 |
Mr. Brown bet I couldn't find |
00:51:36 |
There is no nest and no bet. |
00:51:43 |
That one over there. |
00:51:45 |
You couldnt have seen it in a tree. |
00:51:47 |
I know what I saw. It was a nightingale. |
00:52:11 |
''Soon, trembling in her soft and chilly nest |
00:52:15 |
''In sort of wakeful swoon, perplexed she lay'' |
00:52:20 |
See, here, there are tears. |
00:52:27 |
You're so far ahead of me and above me. |
00:52:35 |
Brown, I'm amazed. |
00:52:40 |
Your writing is the finest thing in my life. |
00:52:56 |
You wrote this, Little hand, did you do it? |
00:53:09 |
As one who truly loves you, |
00:53:11 |
I must warn you kindly |
00:53:14 |
If you are going to speak of Miss Brawne, |
00:53:19 |
For one or two of your ''slippery blisses,'' |
00:53:23 |
You will be slaving at medicine |
00:53:27 |
To keep Mrs. Keats in French ribbon. |
00:53:33 |
I cherish your talent. I truly do. |
00:53:36 |
Then allow me my happiness, |
00:54:08 |
''My heart aches, |
00:54:12 |
''My sense, as though of hemlock |
00:54:17 |
''Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains |
00:54:19 |
''One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk |
00:54:25 |
'''Tis not through envy of thy happy lot |
00:54:31 |
''That thou, light-winged Dryad of the trees |
00:54:34 |
''In some melodious plot |
00:54:39 |
''Singest of summer in full-throated ease |
00:54:55 |
''Darkling I listen, |
00:55:00 |
''and, for many a time |
00:55:04 |
''I have been half in Love with easeful Death |
00:55:13 |
''CaII'd him soft names |
00:55:17 |
''...rhyme...'' |
00:55:19 |
''To take into the air my quiet breath'' |
00:55:23 |
''...breath...'' |
00:55:28 |
''To cease upon the midnight with no pain |
00:55:34 |
''While thou art pouring forth |
00:55:39 |
''In such an ecstasy!'' |
00:55:46 |
What? |
00:55:49 |
Have you told Miss Brawne |
00:55:57 |
Not as yet. |
00:56:03 |
Mr. Brown is doing his summer rental, |
00:56:10 |
We're meeting up on the Isle of Wight |
00:56:31 |
Mrs. Brawne, may I speak to Fanny, please? |
00:56:33 |
No, I will not speak to him. |
00:56:36 |
Fanny, I was going to tell you. |
00:56:47 |
Fanny, I have no money. |
00:56:51 |
In fact, I am in debt. |
00:56:55 |
I must earn. I must write and make a Living. |
00:57:01 |
If I fail, though I hate to think on it, |
00:57:03 |
then I must make way so another may marry |
00:57:07 |
No! I will not be adored ever again |
00:57:17 |
I hate you! |
00:57:42 |
Anything? |
00:57:43 |
No. Nothing. |
00:57:51 |
Nothing. |
00:57:58 |
Fanny, will you check my stitch? |
00:58:02 |
God. |
00:58:03 |
No, Toots. I don't care a damn for stitches! |
00:58:29 |
-No letter? |
00:58:39 |
Am I in Love? |
00:58:44 |
Is this Love? |
00:58:51 |
I shall never tease about it again. |
00:58:58 |
So sore I believe one could die of it. |
00:59:37 |
''My dearest lady, |
00:59:41 |
''I am now at a very pleasant cottage window |
00:59:43 |
''looking onto a beautiful hilly country, |
00:59:49 |
''The morning is very fine. |
00:59:51 |
''I do not know how elastic |
00:59:55 |
''what pleasure I might have in living here |
00:59:57 |
''if the remembrance of you |
01:00:02 |
''Ask yourself, my love, whether you are |
01:00:07 |
''so destroyed my freedom. |
01:00:11 |
''For myself, I know not how to express |
01:00:17 |
''I want a brighter word than bright, |
01:00:25 |
''I almost wish we were butterflies |
01:00:32 |
''Three such days with you |
01:00:34 |
''than 50 common years could ever contain. '' |
01:00:42 |
I Love you. |
01:00:46 |
I Love you, Toots. |
01:00:51 |
''Will you confess this in a letter |
01:00:53 |
''you must write immediately |
01:00:58 |
''make it rich as a draft of poppies |
01:01:02 |
''write the softest words and kiss them |
01:01:05 |
''that I may at least touch my lips |
01:01:12 |
''My dear Mr. Keats, thank you for your letter. |
01:01:17 |
''Lately I have felt so nervous and ill |
01:01:22 |
''Having received your letter, I am up again, |
01:01:27 |
''I've begun a butterfly farm |
01:01:31 |
''Sammy and Toots are catching them for me. |
01:01:34 |
''Samuel has made a science of it |
01:01:36 |
''and is collecting both caterpillars |
01:01:39 |
''so we may have them fluttering about us |
01:01:49 |
''I have two luxuries |
01:01:53 |
''your loveliness and the hour of my death. |
01:01:56 |
''O that I could have possession of them |
01:02:01 |
''I never knew before what such a love |
01:02:05 |
''I did not believe in it. |
01:02:07 |
''But if you will fully love me, |
01:02:10 |
''it will not be more |
01:02:12 |
-''and bedewed with pleasures. '' |
01:02:18 |
''Bedewed with pleasures.'' |
01:02:46 |
-There's no air. |
01:02:49 |
We're going to lose them. |
01:02:51 |
Listen, ''I Love you more in that I believe |
01:02:57 |
''I have met with women whom I really think |
01:03:02 |
''to be given away by a novel.'' |
01:03:06 |
Mama, don't be cross. |
01:03:16 |
When I don't hear from him, |
01:03:19 |
as if the air is sucked out from my lungs |
01:03:23 |
and I am Left desolate, |
01:03:26 |
I know our world is real. |
01:03:34 |
Watch the butterfly. |
01:03:37 |
Well, move it. |
01:03:53 |
-Fanny wants a knife. |
01:03:57 |
To kill herself. |
01:04:03 |
It's all over. |
01:04:06 |
I have such a short letter after all this time. |
01:04:11 |
No, Topper! |
01:04:18 |
Saying he was in London, in London, |
01:04:22 |
and couldnt bring himself to visit |
01:04:26 |
He's made no fortune and is ashamed of it. |
01:04:30 |
If only he knew how Little I, even you, |
01:04:51 |
You missed that one. |
01:04:54 |
-Hello. |
01:05:08 |
Mama asked me to welcome you home |
01:05:13 |
our new maid who may also do for you. |
01:05:16 |
Please, sir, call me Abigail or Abby. |
01:05:19 |
Very well. Be sure you do not enter |
01:05:22 |
Yes, sir. |
01:05:33 |
Mr. Keats is not coming back. |
01:05:39 |
Please tell Mr. Keats that we Brawnes |
01:05:55 |
Mr. Brown has said that |
01:05:59 |
I said to him, ''Sure, what would I read?'' |
01:06:02 |
And he said, ''Abigail, even the Bible |
01:06:08 |
And that in the Songs of Solomon, |
01:06:13 |
they'd make even a churchman blush. |
01:06:16 |
And he said that when I get down |
01:06:20 |
I'II see he tells not one word of a lie. |
01:06:39 |
Hello, Toots. |
01:06:55 |
Hello, Mr. Keats. |
01:06:58 |
Hello, Miss Brawne. |
01:07:06 |
Mother? We found it. |
01:07:27 |
What do you need for London? |
01:08:02 |
Your vest has no lining. |
01:08:10 |
And your coat |
01:08:19 |
has a small hole. |
01:08:22 |
I could mend it so you wouldnt see it. |
01:08:28 |
''My sweet girl, |
01:08:33 |
''I was in a complete fascination all day. |
01:08:36 |
''I feel myself at your mercy. |
01:08:39 |
''Write me ever so few lines and tell me |
01:08:41 |
''you will never forever be less kind to me |
01:08:45 |
''You dazzled me. |
01:08:47 |
''There is nothing in the world |
01:08:52 |
''You have absorbed me. |
01:08:55 |
''I have a sensation at the present moment |
01:09:16 |
Fanny, Mrs. Dilke is telling me that |
01:09:22 |
Mr. Keats is proposing |
01:09:25 |
and she wants to know |
01:09:28 |
Of course you don't. |
01:09:31 |
Mr. Brown is Mr. Keats' best friend. |
01:09:36 |
Fanny, Mr. Dilke and I are worried |
01:09:40 |
that such close connection |
01:09:44 |
No. |
01:09:47 |
Mr. Keats can't afford to marry. |
01:09:51 |
His situation is really quite hopeless, |
01:09:54 |
and if he is next door, |
01:09:57 |
How will you go to dances? |
01:10:01 |
But you are engaged? |
01:10:03 |
It's his mother's ring. |
01:10:05 |
You were not to wear it. |
01:10:07 |
I wear it on the finger next door. |
01:10:09 |
Do not even discuss it. |
01:10:10 |
You taught me to Love. You never said |
01:10:17 |
Attachment is such a difficult thing to undo. |
01:12:06 |
''Pillowed upon |
01:12:12 |
''To feel forever its soft swell and fall |
01:12:17 |
''Awake forever in a sweet unrest |
01:12:23 |
''Still, still to hear her tender-taken breath'' |
01:12:33 |
That's new. |
01:12:38 |
From which poem? |
01:12:41 |
Yours. |
01:12:53 |
''Bright star, |
01:12:57 |
''would I were steadfast as thou art |
01:13:03 |
''Not in Ione splendor hung aloft the night'' |
01:13:13 |
Why do you say ''not''? |
01:13:16 |
''Not in Ione splendor''? |
01:13:20 |
You fear I am not steadfast because |
01:13:28 |
Don't tease, Fanny. |
01:13:32 |
Why are you Laughing? |
01:13:37 |
I shall tell her I am unwell. |
01:13:42 |
No, go. |
01:13:46 |
Go. |
01:13:50 |
Go. |
01:13:53 |
Good Irish Abigail, |
01:13:56 |
who never did fail to make a scone |
01:14:07 |
Would you Like some jam with that, sir? |
01:14:09 |
Please. |
01:14:16 |
Delicious. |
01:14:25 |
Fanny! Come in. It's turned cold. |
01:14:29 |
Mr. Keats has gone to London with no coat. |
01:15:08 |
John, have you had wine? |
01:15:11 |
I was severely chilled. |
01:15:16 |
I was on the outside of the coach, |
01:15:23 |
but now I don't feel it. |
01:15:25 |
Abigail! |
01:15:28 |
Abigail! Get up, dress yourself. |
01:15:36 |
Abigail, bring the water. |
01:15:39 |
I need a basin and a towel. |
01:15:42 |
And glasses, I need glasses. |
01:15:44 |
-Let me help. I can... |
01:16:14 |
Keats has already asked to see Miss Brawne, |
01:16:19 |
but I've managed him |
01:16:23 |
But I have not. |
01:16:24 |
I am speaking of keeping Mr. Keats calm. |
01:16:27 |
This is a deception I will not join. |
01:16:30 |
No, no, it is not a deception. |
01:16:33 |
I am simply determined |
01:16:38 |
You would have it that |
01:16:40 |
-Fanny! |
01:16:43 |
Apparently, there is nothing I can do to |
01:16:48 |
but Keats is in my care |
01:16:51 |
or they will not happen at all. |
01:16:53 |
Please, we Brawnes will do whatever we can |
01:17:14 |
I was wondering where you were. |
01:17:17 |
I have been waiting |
01:17:24 |
Last night there was a... |
01:17:32 |
There was a great rush of blood, |
01:17:36 |
such that I thought that I would suffocate. |
01:17:42 |
And I said to Mr. Brown, |
01:17:49 |
My thoughts were of you. |
01:18:21 |
''My sweet creature, when I send this round, |
01:18:27 |
''watching to see you show yourself |
01:18:34 |
''When I look back upon the ecstasies |
01:18:38 |
''and the miseries in their turn, |
01:18:40 |
''I wonder the more at the beauty |
01:18:46 |
''How horrid was the chance of slipping |
01:18:52 |
''The difference is amazing, love. '' |
01:19:00 |
-Go on! Go on, now! |
01:19:04 |
I get anxious if I don't see her. |
01:19:14 |
Why not bed her? |
01:19:16 |
She'd do whatever you wished. |
01:19:18 |
It might relieve your condition. |
01:19:33 |
''Do not take the trouble of writing much. |
01:19:35 |
''Merely send me my good night |
01:20:26 |
''Let me no longer detain you |
01:20:29 |
''There may be no end |
01:20:34 |
''Perhaps you had better not come |
01:20:37 |
''You know our situation. I am recommended |
01:20:44 |
''I wish I had even a little hope. |
01:20:48 |
''I cannot say forget me, |
01:20:51 |
''but I would mention that |
01:21:40 |
John, why do you say ''impossibilities''? |
01:21:45 |
I have coughed blood again. |
01:21:55 |
I fear the disease has the upper hand |
01:22:01 |
and I will not recover. |
01:22:03 |
I can't Leave you. |
01:22:08 |
I have such clear hope |
01:22:13 |
John, they are more beautiful than |
01:22:16 |
Mr. Wordsworth, even Lord Byron. |
01:22:24 |
''O what can ail thee, knight-at-arms |
01:22:28 |
''Alone and palely loitering? |
01:22:34 |
''The sedge has wither'd from the Lake |
01:22:43 |
''I met a lady in the meads |
01:22:48 |
''Full beautiful, a faery's child |
01:22:52 |
''Her hair was Long, her foot was light |
01:22:58 |
''And her eyes were wild |
01:23:03 |
''I set her on my pacing steed |
01:23:07 |
''And nothing else saw all day Long |
01:23:12 |
''For sidelong would she bend and sing |
01:23:18 |
''She found me roots of relish sweet |
01:23:22 |
''And honey wild, and manna dew |
01:23:28 |
''And sure in language strange she said |
01:23:34 |
''She took me to her elfin grot'' |
01:23:36 |
''And there she wept, and sigh'd full sore'' |
01:23:41 |
''And there I shut her wild wild eyes |
01:23:48 |
''And there she lulled me asleep |
01:23:52 |
''And there I dream'd, ah! woe betide! |
01:23:57 |
''The latest dream I ever dream'd |
01:24:03 |
''On the cold hill side'' |
01:24:14 |
Abigail? |
01:24:20 |
Here it is. |
01:24:24 |
but I'II not wait. |
01:24:28 |
He is the most cruel, |
01:24:32 |
dead-hearted man in this entire world. |
01:24:37 |
Oh, my God! |
01:24:40 |
Oh, my God, I wish I were dead. |
01:24:45 |
I am boiling with fury. |
01:24:47 |
John, you must not convulse again. |
01:24:51 |
Abigail is with child, |
01:24:56 |
she would not say. |
01:24:58 |
We, Brown, must find out who it is, |
01:25:02 |
then butcher or baker, |
01:25:08 |
-Will you call her? |
01:25:14 |
She has me believe I'm the father. |
01:25:19 |
My God, I had no notion of a Love affair. |
01:25:27 |
There was none, |
01:25:33 |
With what ease you help yourself. |
01:25:36 |
I have agreed to pay for the child. |
01:25:40 |
And the worst thing is |
01:25:46 |
I have to start my summer rental early. |
01:25:50 |
And I feel wretched turning you out |
01:25:56 |
but, John, I can't do anything else. |
01:25:59 |
I'm overloaded with debt. |
01:26:00 |
Don't concern yourself. |
01:26:03 |
-I shall manage. |
01:26:17 |
In what stumbling ways a new soul is begun. |
01:26:21 |
I'd very much value your opinion, Mr. Keats, |
01:26:23 |
on a new painting of mine, |
01:26:27 |
If you are suggesting he won't survive |
01:26:30 |
then we must do something. |
01:26:31 |
Gentlemen, I think we should hear |
01:26:34 |
for Keats' health. |
01:26:35 |
Well, a move to a gentler climate |
01:26:39 |
I would recommend Italy. |
01:26:41 |
-Rome? |
01:26:43 |
-Does he want to go to Rome? |
01:26:47 |
He won't Live through another winter |
01:26:55 |
How do you feel about Italy, John? |
01:26:56 |
I do think there is an issue of finance. |
01:27:03 |
Could we not, between us, |
01:27:07 |
It seems possible. |
01:27:12 |
Of course, he'll need a traveling companion. |
01:27:16 |
Absolutely, absolutely. |
01:27:17 |
Someone must go. |
01:27:21 |
-Is that a ''no''? |
01:27:35 |
I can help find a room for the summer, |
01:27:41 |
Sammy, walk behind. |
01:27:47 |
I want to go to Italy with you. |
01:27:50 |
We can marry, and I'II go with you. |
01:27:53 |
My friends talk of going to Italy, |
01:27:56 |
Spare a penny, sir? |
01:27:58 |
I can barely afford |
01:28:02 |
Farewell me here. |
01:28:03 |
Why? |
01:28:07 |
We don't do linen. |
01:28:15 |
AII right, I'm coming! |
01:28:37 |
Mr. Hunt can't have meant this room. |
01:28:45 |
I told you not to come. |
01:28:50 |
Go now. |
01:28:55 |
Go. |
01:29:01 |
Please start. |
01:29:05 |
-Please start. |
01:29:07 |
Thank you. |
01:29:09 |
She's not eating. |
01:29:25 |
Are you all right? |
01:29:31 |
How Long has Mr. Keats been away? |
01:29:33 |
Five weeks. |
01:29:36 |
Perhaps it is for the best. |
01:29:40 |
Whose best? |
01:29:43 |
I thought it might be a relief to be separated |
01:29:49 |
You all wish I would give up, but I can't. |
01:29:55 |
Even if I wanted to, I cannot. |
01:30:42 |
John! |
01:30:44 |
Keep away from me if you do not Love me, |
01:30:47 |
if you have not a crystal conscience |
01:30:51 |
Oh, my Love. |
01:31:00 |
I thought my heart was breaking. |
01:31:04 |
Mama! Mama! |
01:31:10 |
Mr. Keats? |
01:31:12 |
Toots, the door. |
01:31:20 |
Take care. |
01:31:26 |
John. John? |
01:31:34 |
Thank you. |
01:31:38 |
-Was there any blood? |
01:31:43 |
Is he staying here? |
01:31:46 |
Yes, yes. Tonight. |
01:31:50 |
Well, I need to examine the patient. |
01:32:05 |
May he stay tomorrow? |
01:32:09 |
But you are not even officiaIIy engaged. |
01:32:12 |
Can't we be? |
01:32:16 |
There is no end to this. |
01:32:18 |
Next, youll want to marry |
01:32:22 |
I should never have moved into this house. |
01:32:25 |
I have let this happen. |
01:32:26 |
Just until Italy. |
01:32:30 |
You are already the source |
01:32:33 |
Well then, Let us be engaged. |
01:33:17 |
Toots. |
01:33:29 |
Have you been eating rosebuds again? |
01:33:33 |
So where do your cheeks get their blush? |
01:33:42 |
I confirmed your ship, |
01:33:47 |
When does she Leave? |
01:33:48 |
-In 10 days. |
01:33:50 |
Autumn is coming. |
01:33:51 |
I'm afraid if you delay |
01:33:55 |
Then there's no putting it off. |
01:33:59 |
I must march against the battery. |
01:34:01 |
Allow me to pour you another, Mr. Severn. |
01:34:03 |
Really? Well, perhaps I might just tip it back. |
01:34:05 |
-Is his passage fully paid for? |
01:34:07 |
Everything's taken care of. |
01:34:12 |
What if something should happen |
01:34:15 |
or even to you, in a foreign country? |
01:34:21 |
How would you survive? |
01:34:24 |
It shouldnt be Severn. He barely knows him. |
01:34:28 |
Where is that fool Mr. Brown |
01:34:30 |
And why hasn't he written? |
01:34:34 |
I found a goose for Mr. Keats' Last dinner. |
01:34:41 |
Don't say ''Last.'' |
01:34:50 |
...two, three. One, two, three. |
01:34:54 |
One, two, three. One, two, three. |
01:34:57 |
One, two, three. One, two, three. |
01:35:06 |
Toots? |
01:35:11 |
Mr. Keats? |
01:35:12 |
One, two, three... |
01:35:18 |
-She's gone. |
01:35:29 |
One, two, three. One, two, three. |
01:35:34 |
Very good. |
01:35:40 |
And don't come back. |
01:35:44 |
Careful. |
01:35:48 |
Are you all right? |
01:35:53 |
Shall we sit down? |
01:36:54 |
Mrs. Brawne, that's for you. |
01:36:58 |
It's beautiful. |
01:37:00 |
My dear, mad boy. |
01:37:03 |
Is it successful? |
01:37:05 |
There were two very positive reviews, |
01:37:10 |
and six mainly positive and four hostile. |
01:37:17 |
I don't know, is that successful? |
01:37:19 |
Yes, extremely so. |
01:37:22 |
So they're selling well? |
01:37:30 |
Come back. Live with us. |
01:37:33 |
Marry our Fanny. |
01:37:51 |
I Love you. |
01:38:01 |
We should say our goodbyes now. |
01:38:20 |
Shall we awake |
01:38:27 |
and find all this is a dream? |
01:38:34 |
There must be another Life. |
01:38:35 |
We can't be created |
01:38:50 |
I doubt that we will see each other again |
01:39:00 |
Then why are you leaving? |
01:39:05 |
Why must you go? |
01:39:08 |
Because my friends have paid my way. |
01:39:12 |
It is a hopeless hope, |
01:39:14 |
Say you are too ill. |
01:39:18 |
We have woven a web, you and I, |
01:39:22 |
attached to this world |
01:39:26 |
but a separate world of our own invention. |
01:39:29 |
We must cut the threads, Fanny. |
01:39:32 |
No. |
01:39:34 |
No. |
01:39:38 |
I can't. |
01:39:43 |
I never will. |
01:39:54 |
You know I would do anything. |
01:40:03 |
I have a conscience. |
01:40:22 |
-Let's pretend I will return in spring. |
01:40:38 |
We will Live in the country. |
01:40:44 |
Close to Mama. |
01:40:47 |
And our bedroom will Look out |
01:40:52 |
and, beyond that, a mountain in a mist. |
01:40:56 |
We can make a garden |
01:41:03 |
And we will go to bed |
01:41:09 |
And when it becomes dark, |
01:41:21 |
And I will hold you close |
01:41:27 |
your arms, your waist. |
01:41:35 |
Everywhere. |
01:41:48 |
Touch has a memory. |
01:41:52 |
I know it. |
01:42:25 |
Not a word. |
01:43:09 |
Mama, Mr. Brown's baby has red hair. |
01:43:13 |
Hello! |
01:43:15 |
You beautiful boy. |
01:43:19 |
Hello. Well done. Well done. |
01:43:22 |
Hello. |
01:43:24 |
It is so nice to meet you. |
01:43:30 |
You've seen the baby? |
01:43:34 |
Looks Like Abigail. |
01:43:43 |
John's reached Naples. |
01:43:46 |
They quarantined his ship. |
01:43:49 |
He wrote that he made more puns |
01:43:55 |
than he had in any year of his Life. |
01:44:01 |
I should have Liked to have been there |
01:44:04 |
You could have, had you gone. |
01:44:17 |
It's not that simple, |
01:44:19 |
with a baby and my funds reduced. |
01:44:25 |
And then there is this issue |
01:44:31 |
And lack of will. |
01:44:41 |
Shall I say it aloud? |
01:44:43 |
Will that satisfy you? |
01:44:49 |
Shall I say it? |
01:44:52 |
I have failed John Keats. |
01:44:54 |
I failed John Keats. |
01:44:58 |
I failed John Keats! |
01:45:01 |
I failed him! I failed him! |
01:45:07 |
I did not know until now how tightly |
01:45:22 |
It's for you, Mama. It's from Italy. |
01:45:42 |
It's from Mr. Keats. |
01:45:45 |
He says, ''It looks Like a dream.'' |
01:47:09 |
Start again. |
01:47:45 |
It's cold out. |
01:47:50 |
How are you all? |
01:47:51 |
We're all quite well enough, |
01:47:55 |
Mrs. Brawne, it is as unbearable to me |
01:48:02 |
as I know it is to you. |
01:48:06 |
Mr. Keats has died. |
01:48:10 |
I received an account from Severn, |
01:48:14 |
and I've copied it for you, Miss Brawne. |
01:48:20 |
Shall I just read it? |
01:48:34 |
''Friday, the 23rd of February. |
01:48:39 |
''At four in the afternoon, Keats called me, |
01:48:43 |
'''Severn, Severn, lift me up for I am dying. |
01:48:48 |
'''I shall die easy. |
01:48:51 |
'''Don't be frightened. |
01:48:57 |
''At one point, a cold, heavy sweat broke out |
01:49:03 |
'''Don't breathe on me. It comes like ice. ' |
01:49:09 |
''Keats died imperceptibly. '' |
01:49:10 |
No more. |
01:49:38 |
Oh, God. |
01:49:42 |
Oh, God. John! |
01:49:51 |
Mama! |
01:50:00 |
Mama! |
01:50:02 |
I... I can't breathe. |
01:50:08 |
Mama! |
01:50:22 |
Mama! |
01:51:31 |
Sammy! Samuel! |
01:52:00 |
''Bright star, |
01:52:04 |
''would I were steadfast as thou art |
01:52:10 |
''Not in Ione splendor hung aloft the night |
01:52:16 |
''And watching, with eternal lids apart |
01:52:23 |
''Like nature's patient, sleepless Eremite |
01:52:31 |
''The moving waters at their priestlike task |
01:52:35 |
''Of pure ablution |
01:52:39 |
''Or gazing on the new soft fallen masque |
01:52:43 |
''Of snow upon the mountains and the moors |
01:52:48 |
''No, yet still steadfast, still unchangeable |
01:52:59 |
''PiIIow'd upon my fair Loves ripening breast |
01:53:05 |
''To feel for ever its soft swell and fall |
01:53:15 |
''Awake for ever |
01:53:21 |
''in a sweet unrest |
01:53:28 |
''Still, still to hear her tender-taken breath |
01:53:34 |
''And so Live ever, or else swoon to death'' |
01:54:12 |
''My heart aches, |
01:54:16 |
''My sense, as though of hemlock |
01:54:21 |
''Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains |
01:54:23 |
''One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk |
01:54:28 |
'''Tis not through envy of thy happy lot |
01:54:35 |
''That thou, light-winged Dryad of the trees |
01:54:38 |
''In some melodious plot |
01:54:39 |
''Of beechen green, |
01:54:42 |
''Singest of summer in full-throated ease |
01:54:47 |
''O, for a draft of vintage that hath been |
01:54:50 |
''Cool'd a long age in the deep-delved earth |
01:54:54 |
''Tasting of Flora and the country green |
01:54:56 |
''Dance, and Provençal song, |
01:55:01 |
''O for a beaker full of the warm South |
01:55:04 |
''Full of the true, the blushful Hippocrene |
01:55:08 |
''With beaded bubbles winking at the brim |
01:55:11 |
''And purple-stained mouth |
01:55:14 |
''That I might drink, |
01:55:18 |
''And with thee fade away into the forest dim |
01:55:23 |
''Fade far away, dissolve, and quite forget |
01:55:27 |
''What thou among the leaves |
01:55:31 |
''The weariness, the fever, and the fret |
01:55:34 |
''Here, where men sit |
01:55:38 |
''Where palsy shakes a few, |
01:55:42 |
''Where youth grows pale, and specter-thin, |
01:55:47 |
''Where but to think is to be full of sorrow |
01:55:49 |
''And leaden-eyed despairs |
01:55:52 |
''Where Beauty cannot keep |
01:55:56 |
''Or new Love pine at them |
01:56:00 |
''Away! Away! For I will fly to thee |
01:56:05 |
''Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards |
01:56:08 |
''But on the viewless wings of Poesy |
01:56:11 |
''Though the dull brain perplexes and retards |
01:56:14 |
''Already with thee! Tender is the night |
01:56:18 |
''And haply the Queen-Moon is on her throne |
01:56:21 |
''Cluster'd around by all her starry Fays |
01:56:25 |
''But here there is no light |
01:56:27 |
''Save what from heaven |
01:56:30 |
''Through verdurous glooms |
01:56:35 |
''I cannot see what flowers are at my feet |
01:56:38 |
''Nor what soft incense |
01:56:42 |
''But, in embalmed darkness, |
01:56:45 |
''Wherewith the seasonable month endows |
01:56:47 |
''The grass, the thicket |
01:56:51 |
''White hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine |
01:56:54 |
''Fast fading violets cover'd up in leaves |
01:56:57 |
''And mid-May's eldest child |
01:57:00 |
''The coming musk-rose, full of dewy wine |
01:57:04 |
''The murmurous haunt of flies |
01:57:10 |
''Darkling I listen, and, for many a time |
01:57:14 |
''I have been half in love with easeful Death |
01:57:18 |
''Call'd him soft names |
01:57:21 |
''To take into the air my quiet breath |
01:57:25 |
''Now more than ever seems it rich to die |
01:57:29 |
''To cease upon the midnight with no pain |
01:57:32 |
''While thou art pouring forth |
01:57:35 |
''In such an ecstasy! |
01:57:37 |
''Still wouldst thou sing, |
01:57:42 |
''To thy high requiem become a sod |
01:57:47 |
''Thou wast not born for death, |
01:57:51 |
''No hungry generations tread thee down |
01:57:55 |
''The voice I hear this passing night |
01:57:58 |
''In ancient days by emperor and clown |
01:58:01 |
''Perhaps the self-same song |
01:58:04 |
''Through the sad heart of Ruth, |
01:58:07 |
''She stood in tears amid the alien corn |
01:58:11 |
''The same that oft-times hath |
01:58:12 |
''Charm'd magic casements, |
01:58:16 |
''Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn |
01:58:21 |
''Forlorn! The very word is like a bell |
01:58:26 |
''To toll me back from thee to my sole self! |
01:58:30 |
''Adieu! The fancy cannot cheat so well |
01:58:33 |
''As she is fam'd to do, deceiving elf |
01:58:36 |
''Adieu! Adieu! Thy plaintive anthem fades |
01:58:41 |
''Past the near meadows, |
01:58:45 |
''Up the hill-side; and now 'tis buried deep |
01:58:49 |
''In the next valley-glades |
01:58:52 |
''Was it a vision, or a waking dream? |
01:58:56 |
''Fled is that music. Do I wake or sleep?'' |
00:00:03 |
''In some melodious plot |
00:00:08 |
''Singest of summer in full-throated ease |
00:00:24 |
''Darkling I listen, |
00:00:29 |
''and, for many a time |
00:00:33 |
''I have been half in Love with easeful Death |
00:00:42 |
''CaII'd him soft names |
00:00:46 |
''...rhyme...'' |
00:00:48 |
''To take into the air my quiet breath'' |
00:00:52 |
''...breath...'' |
00:00:57 |
''To cease upon the midnight with no pain |
00:01:02 |
''While thou art pouring forth |
00:01:08 |
''In such an ecstasy!'' |
00:01:15 |
What? |
00:01:18 |
Have you told Miss Brawne |
00:01:26 |
Not as yet. |
00:01:32 |
Mr. Brown is doing his summer rental, |
00:01:39 |
We're meeting up on the Isle of Wight |
00:02:00 |
Mrs. Brawne, may I speak to Fanny, please? |
00:02:02 |
No, I will not speak to him. |
00:02:05 |
Fanny, I was going to tell you. |
00:02:16 |
Fanny, I have no money. |
00:02:20 |
In fact, I am in debt. |
00:02:24 |
I must earn. I must write and make a Living. |
00:02:30 |
If I fail, though I hate to think on it, |
00:02:32 |
then I must make way so another may marry |
00:02:36 |
No! I will not be adored ever again |
00:02:46 |
I hate you! |
00:03:11 |
Anything? |
00:03:12 |
No. Nothing. |
00:03:20 |
Nothing. |
00:03:27 |
Fanny, will you check my stitch? |
00:03:30 |
God. |
00:03:32 |
No, Toots. I don't care a damn for stitches! |
00:03:57 |
-No letter? |
00:04:07 |
Am I in Love? |
00:04:13 |
Is this Love? |
00:04:19 |
I shall never tease about it again. |
00:04:27 |
So sore I believe one could die of it. |
00:05:06 |
''My dearest lady, |
00:05:10 |
''I am now at a very pleasant cottage window |
00:05:12 |
''looking onto a beautiful hilly country, |
00:05:18 |
''The morning is very fine. |
00:05:20 |
''I do not know how elastic |
00:05:24 |
''what pleasure I might have in living here |
00:05:26 |
''if the remembrance of you |
00:05:31 |
''Ask yourself, my love, whether you are |
00:05:36 |
''so destroyed my freedom. |
00:05:40 |
''For myself, I know not how to express |
00:05:46 |
''I want a brighter word than bright, |
00:05:54 |
''I almost wish we were butterflies |
00:06:00 |
''Three such days with you |
00:06:02 |
''than 50 common years could ever contain. '' |
00:06:11 |
I Love you. |
00:06:15 |
I Love you, Toots. |
00:06:20 |
''Will you confess this in a letter |
00:06:22 |
''you must write immediately |
00:06:27 |
''make it rich as a draft of poppies |
00:06:30 |
''write the softest words and kiss them |
00:06:34 |
''that I may at least touch my lips |
00:06:41 |
''My dear Mr. Keats, thank you for your letter. |
00:06:46 |
''Lately I have felt so nervous and ill |
00:06:51 |
''Having received your letter, I am up again, |
00:06:56 |
''I've begun a butterfly farm |
00:07:00 |
''Sammy and Toots are catching them for me. |
00:07:03 |
''Samuel has made a science of it |
00:07:05 |
''and is collecting both caterpillars |
00:07:07 |
''so we may have them fluttering about us |
00:07:18 |
''I have two luxuries |
00:07:21 |
''your loveliness and the hour of my death. |
00:07:25 |
''O that I could have possession of them |
00:07:30 |
''I never knew before what such a love |
00:07:34 |
''I did not believe in it. |
00:07:36 |
''But if you will fully love me, |
00:07:39 |
''it will not be more |
00:07:41 |
-''and bedewed with pleasures. '' |
00:07:47 |
''Bedewed with pleasures.'' |
00:08:15 |
-There's no air. |
00:08:17 |
We're going to lose them. |
00:08:20 |
Listen, ''I Love you more in that I believe |
00:08:26 |
''I have met with women whom I really think |
00:08:31 |
''to be given away by a novel.'' |
00:08:35 |
Mama, don't be cross. |
00:08:45 |
When I don't hear from him, |
00:08:48 |
as if the air is sucked out from my lungs |
00:08:51 |
and I am Left desolate, |
00:08:55 |
I know our world is real. |
00:09:03 |
Watch the butterfly. |
00:09:05 |
Well, move it. |
00:09:22 |
-Fanny wants a knife. |
00:09:25 |
To kill herself. |
00:09:32 |
It's all over. |
00:09:35 |
I have such a short letter after all this time. |
00:09:39 |
No, Topper! |
00:09:47 |
Saying he was in London, in London, |
00:09:51 |
and couldnt bring himself to visit |
00:09:55 |
He's made no fortune and is ashamed of it. |
00:09:58 |
If only he knew how Little I, even you, |
00:10:20 |
You missed that one. |
00:10:23 |
-Hello. |
00:10:37 |
Mama asked me to welcome you home |
00:10:41 |
our new maid who may also do for you. |
00:10:44 |
Please, sir, call me Abigail or Abby. |
00:10:48 |
Very well. Be sure you do not enter |
00:10:51 |
Yes, sir. |
00:11:01 |
Mr. Keats is not coming back. |
00:11:08 |
Please tell Mr. Keats that we Brawnes |
00:11:24 |
Mr. Brown has said that |
00:11:28 |
I said to him, ''Sure, what would I read?'' |
00:11:31 |
And he said, ''Abigail, even the Bible |
00:11:37 |
And that in the Songs of Solomon, |
00:11:42 |
they'd make even a churchman blush. |
00:11:45 |
And he said that when I get down |
00:11:49 |
I'II see he tells not one word of a lie. |
00:12:08 |
Hello, Toots. |
00:12:24 |
Hello, Mr. Keats. |
00:12:27 |
Hello, Miss Brawne. |
00:12:35 |
Mother? We found it. |
00:12:56 |
What do you need for London? |
00:13:31 |
Your vest has no lining. |
00:13:38 |
And your coat |
00:13:48 |
has a small hole. |
00:13:51 |
I could mend it so you wouldnt see it. |
00:13:57 |
''My sweet girl, |
00:14:02 |
''I was in a complete fascination all day. |
00:14:05 |
''I feel myself at your mercy. |
00:14:08 |
''Write me ever so few lines and tell me |
00:14:10 |
''you will never forever be less kind to me |
00:14:14 |
''You dazzled me. |
00:14:16 |
''There is nothing in the world |
00:14:21 |
''You have absorbed me. |
00:14:24 |
''I have a sensation at the present moment |
00:14:45 |
Fanny, Mrs. Dilke is telling me that |
00:14:51 |
Mr. Keats is proposing |
00:14:54 |
and she wants to know |
00:14:56 |
Of course you don't. |
00:15:00 |
Mr. Brown is Mr. Keats' best friend. |
00:15:05 |
Fanny, Mr. Dilke and I are worried |
00:15:09 |
that such close connection |
00:15:13 |
No. |
00:15:15 |
Mr. Keats can't afford to marry. |
00:15:20 |
His situation is really quite hopeless, |
00:15:23 |
and if he is next door, |
00:15:26 |
How will you go to dances? |
00:15:30 |
But you are engaged? |
00:15:31 |
It's his mother's ring. |
00:15:34 |
You were not to wear it. |
00:15:36 |
I wear it on the finger next door. |
00:15:38 |
Do not even discuss it. |
00:15:39 |
You taught me to Love. You never said |
00:15:45 |
Attachment is such a difficult thing to undo. |
00:17:35 |
''Pillowed upon |
00:17:41 |
''To feel forever its soft swell and fall |
00:17:46 |
''Awake forever in a sweet unrest |
00:17:51 |
''Still, still to hear her tender-taken breath'' |
00:18:02 |
That's new. |
00:18:06 |
From which poem? |
00:18:10 |
Yours. |
00:18:22 |
''Bright star, |
00:18:26 |
''would I were steadfast as thou art |
00:18:31 |
''Not in Ione splendor hung aloft the night'' |
00:18:41 |
Why do you say ''not''? |
00:18:45 |
''Not in Ione splendor''? |
00:18:49 |
You fear I am not steadfast because |
00:18:57 |
Don't tease, Fanny. |
00:19:01 |
Why are you Laughing? |
00:19:06 |
I shall tell her I am unwell. |
00:19:11 |
No, go. |
00:19:15 |
Go. |
00:19:19 |
Go. |
00:19:22 |
Good Irish Abigail, |
00:19:24 |
who never did fail to make a scone |
00:19:36 |
Would you Like some jam with that, sir? |
00:19:38 |
Please. |
00:19:45 |
Delicious. |
00:19:54 |
Fanny! Come in. It's turned cold. |
00:19:58 |
Mr. Keats has gone to London with no coat. |
00:20:37 |
John, have you had wine? |
00:20:40 |
I was severely chilled. |
00:20:45 |
I was on the outside of the coach, |
00:20:52 |
but now I don't feel it. |
00:20:54 |
Abigail! |
00:20:57 |
Abigail! Get up, dress yourself. |
00:21:05 |
Abigail, bring the water. |
00:21:08 |
I need a basin and a towel. |
00:21:11 |
And glasses, I need glasses. |
00:21:12 |
-Let me help. I can... |
00:21:43 |
Keats has already asked to see Miss Brawne, |
00:21:48 |
but I've managed him |
00:21:51 |
But I have not. |
00:21:53 |
I am speaking of keeping Mr. Keats calm. |
00:21:56 |
This is a deception I will not join. |
00:21:59 |
No, no, it is not a deception. |
00:22:02 |
I am simply determined |
00:22:07 |
You would have it that |
00:22:09 |
-Fanny! |
00:22:12 |
Apparently, there is nothing I can do to |
00:22:16 |
but Keats is in my care |
00:22:20 |
or they will not happen at all. |
00:22:22 |
Please, we Brawnes will do whatever we can |
00:22:43 |
I was wondering where you were. |
00:22:46 |
I have been waiting |
00:22:52 |
Last night there was a... |
00:23:01 |
There was a great rush of blood, |
00:23:05 |
such that I thought that I would suffocate. |
00:23:11 |
And I said to Mr. Brown, |
00:23:18 |
My thoughts were of you. |
00:23:49 |
''My sweet creature, when I send this round, |
00:23:56 |
''watching to see you show yourself |
00:24:03 |
''When I look back upon the ecstasies |
00:24:07 |
''and the miseries in their turn, |
00:24:09 |
''I wonder the more at the beauty |
00:24:14 |
''How horrid was the chance of slipping |
00:24:20 |
''The difference is amazing, love. '' |
00:24:29 |
-Go on! Go on, now! |
00:24:33 |
I get anxious if I don't see her. |
00:24:42 |
Why not bed her? |
00:24:45 |
She'd do whatever you wished. |
00:24:47 |
It might relieve your condition. |
00:25:02 |
''Do not take the trouble of writing much. |
00:25:04 |
''Merely send me my good night |
00:25:54 |
''Let me no longer detain you |
00:25:58 |
''There may be no end |
00:26:02 |
''Perhaps you had better not come |
00:26:06 |
''You know our situation. I am recommended |
00:26:13 |
''I wish I had even a little hope. |
00:26:17 |
''I cannot say forget me, |
00:26:20 |
''but I would mention that |
00:27:08 |
John, why do you say ''impossibilities''? |
00:27:14 |
I have coughed blood again. |
00:27:24 |
I fear the disease has the upper hand |
00:27:30 |
and I will not recover. |
00:27:32 |
I can't Leave you. |
00:27:37 |
I have such clear hope |
00:27:42 |
John, they are more beautiful than |
00:27:45 |
Mr. Wordsworth, even Lord Byron. |
00:27:53 |
''O what can ail thee, knight-at-arms |
00:27:57 |
''Alone and palely loitering? |
00:28:03 |
''The sedge has wither'd from the Lake |
00:28:11 |
''I met a lady in the meads |
00:28:17 |
''Full beautiful, a faery's child |
00:28:21 |
''Her hair was Long, her foot was light |
00:28:27 |
''And her eyes were wild |
00:28:31 |
''I set her on my pacing steed |
00:28:36 |
''And nothing else saw all day Long |
00:28:40 |
''For sidelong would she bend and sing |
00:28:47 |
''She found me roots of relish sweet |
00:28:51 |
''And honey wild, and manna dew |
00:28:56 |
''And sure in language strange she said |
00:29:03 |
''She took me to her elfin grot'' |
00:29:05 |
''And there she wept, and sigh'd full sore'' |
00:29:10 |
''And there I shut her wild wild eyes |
00:29:17 |
''And there she lulled me asleep |
00:29:21 |
''And there I dream'd, ah! woe betide! |
00:29:26 |
''The latest dream I ever dream'd |
00:29:32 |
''On the cold hill side'' |
00:29:43 |
Abigail? |
00:29:49 |
Here it is. |
00:29:53 |
but I'II not wait. |
00:29:56 |
He is the most cruel, |
00:30:01 |
dead-hearted man in this entire world. |
00:30:05 |
Oh, my God! |
00:30:08 |
Oh, my God, I wish I were dead. |
00:30:14 |
I am boiling with fury. |
00:30:16 |
John, you must not convulse again. |
00:30:19 |
Abigail is with child, |
00:30:24 |
she would not say. |
00:30:27 |
We, Brown, must find out who it is, |
00:30:31 |
then butcher or baker, |
00:30:37 |
-Will you call her? |
00:30:43 |
She has me believe I'm the father. |
00:30:47 |
My God, I had no notion of a Love affair. |
00:30:56 |
There was none, |
00:31:02 |
With what ease you help yourself. |
00:31:05 |
I have agreed to pay for the child. |
00:31:09 |
And the worst thing is |
00:31:15 |
I have to start my summer rental early. |
00:31:19 |
And I feel wretched turning you out |
00:31:25 |
but, John, I can't do anything else. |
00:31:27 |
I'm overloaded with debt. |
00:31:29 |
Don't concern yourself. |
00:31:32 |
-I shall manage. |
00:31:46 |
In what stumbling ways a new soul is begun. |
00:31:50 |
I'd very much value your opinion, Mr. Keats, |
00:31:52 |
on a new painting of mine, |
00:31:56 |
If you are suggesting he won't survive |
00:31:59 |
then we must do something. |
00:32:00 |
Gentlemen, I think we should hear |
00:32:03 |
for Keats' health. |
00:32:04 |
Well, a move to a gentler climate |
00:32:08 |
I would recommend Italy. |
00:32:09 |
-Rome? |
00:32:12 |
-Does he want to go to Rome? |
00:32:16 |
He won't Live through another winter |
00:32:23 |
How do you feel about Italy, John? |
00:32:25 |
I do think there is an issue of finance. |
00:32:32 |
Could we not, between us, |
00:32:36 |
It seems possible. |
00:32:41 |
Of course, he'll need a traveling companion. |
00:32:44 |
Absolutely, absolutely. |
00:32:46 |
Someone must go. |
00:32:50 |
-Is that a ''no''? |
00:33:04 |
I can help find a room for the summer, |
00:33:10 |
Sammy, walk behind. |
00:33:16 |
I want to go to Italy with you. |
00:33:19 |
We can marry, and I'II go with you. |
00:33:22 |
My friends talk of going to Italy, |
00:33:25 |
Spare a penny, sir? |
00:33:27 |
I can barely afford |
00:33:30 |
Farewell me here. |
00:33:32 |
Why? |
00:33:36 |
We don't do linen. |
00:33:44 |
AII right, I'm coming! |
00:34:05 |
Mr. Hunt can't have meant this room. |
00:34:14 |
I told you not to come. |
00:34:18 |
Go now. |
00:34:24 |
Go. |
00:34:30 |
Please start. |
00:34:34 |
-Please start. |
00:34:35 |
Thank you. |
00:34:38 |
She's not eating. |
00:34:54 |
Are you all right? |
00:34:59 |
How Long has Mr. Keats been away? |
00:35:02 |
Five weeks. |
00:35:05 |
Perhaps it is for the best. |
00:35:09 |
Whose best? |
00:35:12 |
I thought it might be a relief to be separated |
00:35:18 |
You all wish I would give up, but I can't. |
00:35:23 |
Even if I wanted to, I cannot. |
00:36:11 |
John! |
00:36:13 |
Keep away from me if you do not Love me, |
00:36:16 |
if you have not a crystal conscience |
00:36:20 |
Oh, my Love. |
00:36:29 |
I thought my heart was breaking. |
00:36:33 |
Mama! Mama! |
00:36:39 |
Mr. Keats? |
00:36:40 |
Toots, the door. |
00:36:49 |
Take care. |
00:36:55 |
John. John? |
00:37:03 |
Thank you. |
00:37:07 |
-Was there any blood? |
00:37:12 |
Is he staying here? |
00:37:15 |
Yes, yes. Tonight. |
00:37:19 |
Well, I need to examine the patient. |
00:37:33 |
May he stay tomorrow? |
00:37:38 |
But you are not even officiaIIy engaged. |
00:37:41 |
Can't we be? |
00:37:45 |
There is no end to this. |
00:37:47 |
Next, youll want to marry |
00:37:51 |
I should never have moved into this house. |
00:37:53 |
I have let this happen. |
00:37:54 |
Just until Italy. |
00:37:59 |
You are already the source |
00:38:02 |
Well then, Let us be engaged. |
00:38:45 |
Toots. |
00:38:57 |
Have you been eating rosebuds again? |
00:39:02 |
So where do your cheeks get their blush? |
00:39:11 |
I confirmed your ship, |
00:39:16 |
When does she Leave? |
00:39:17 |
-In 10 days. |
00:39:18 |
Autumn is coming. |
00:39:20 |
I'm afraid if you delay |
00:39:24 |
Then there's no putting it off. |
00:39:28 |
I must march against the battery. |
00:39:30 |
Allow me to pour you another, Mr. Severn. |
00:39:32 |
Really? Well, perhaps I might just tip it back. |
00:39:34 |
-Is his passage fully paid for? |
00:39:36 |
Everything's taken care of. |
00:39:41 |
What if something should happen |
00:39:43 |
or even to you, in a foreign country? |
00:39:50 |
How would you survive? |
00:39:53 |
It shouldnt be Severn. He barely knows him. |
00:39:57 |
Where is that fool Mr. Brown |
00:39:59 |
And why hasn't he written? |
00:40:03 |
I found a goose for Mr. Keats' Last dinner. |
00:40:09 |
Don't say ''Last.'' |
00:40:19 |
...two, three. One, two, three. |
00:40:23 |
One, two, three. One, two, three. |
00:40:26 |
One, two, three. One, two, three. |
00:40:35 |
Toots? |
00:40:39 |
Mr. Keats? |
00:40:41 |
One, two, three... |
00:40:47 |
-She's gone. |
00:40:58 |
One, two, three. One, two, three. |
00:41:03 |
Very good. |
00:41:09 |
And don't come back. |
00:41:13 |
Careful. |
00:41:17 |
Are you all right? |
00:41:21 |
Shall we sit down? |
00:42:23 |
Mrs. Brawne, that's for you. |
00:42:27 |
It's beautiful. |
00:42:29 |
My dear, mad boy. |
00:42:32 |
Is it successful? |
00:42:34 |
There were two very positive reviews, |
00:42:39 |
and six mainly positive and four hostile. |
00:42:46 |
I don't know, is that successful? |
00:42:47 |
Yes, extremely so. |
00:42:51 |
So they're selling well? |
00:42:58 |
Come back. Live with us. |
00:43:02 |
Marry our Fanny. |
00:43:20 |
I Love you. |
00:43:30 |
We should say our goodbyes now. |
00:43:49 |
Shall we awake |
00:43:56 |
and find all this is a dream? |
00:44:03 |
There must be another Life. |
00:44:04 |
We can't be created |
00:44:19 |
I doubt that we will see each other again |
00:44:29 |
Then why are you leaving? |
00:44:34 |
Why must you go? |
00:44:36 |
Because my friends have paid my way. |
00:44:40 |
It is a hopeless hope, |
00:44:43 |
Say you are too ill. |
00:44:46 |
We have woven a web, you and I, |
00:44:51 |
attached to this world |
00:44:54 |
but a separate world of our own invention. |
00:44:58 |
We must cut the threads, Fanny. |
00:45:01 |
No. |
00:45:03 |
No. |
00:45:07 |
I can't. |
00:45:11 |
I never will. |
00:45:23 |
You know I would do anything. |
00:45:32 |
I have a conscience. |
00:45:51 |
-Let's pretend I will return in spring. |
00:46:07 |
We will Live in the country. |
00:46:13 |
Close to Mama. |
00:46:16 |
And our bedroom will Look out |
00:46:21 |
and, beyond that, a mountain in a mist. |
00:46:25 |
We can make a garden |
00:46:32 |
And we will go to bed |
00:46:38 |
And when it becomes dark, |
00:46:50 |
And I will hold you close |
00:46:56 |
your arms, your waist. |
00:47:04 |
Everywhere. |
00:47:17 |
Touch has a memory. |
00:47:21 |
I know it. |
00:47:54 |
Not a word. |
00:48:38 |
Mama, Mr. Brown's baby has red hair. |
00:48:41 |
Hello! |
00:48:44 |
You beautiful boy. |
00:48:47 |
Hello. Well done. Well done. |
00:48:51 |
Hello. |
00:48:53 |
It is so nice to meet you. |
00:48:59 |
You've seen the baby? |
00:49:03 |
Looks Like Abigail. |
00:49:12 |
John's reached Naples. |
00:49:15 |
They quarantined his ship. |
00:49:18 |
He wrote that he made more puns |
00:49:23 |
than he had in any year of his Life. |
00:49:29 |
I should have Liked to have been there |
00:49:33 |
You could have, had you gone. |
00:49:46 |
It's not that simple, |
00:49:48 |
with a baby and my funds reduced. |
00:49:54 |
And then there is this issue |
00:49:59 |
And lack of will. |
00:50:10 |
Shall I say it aloud? |
00:50:12 |
Will that satisfy you? |
00:50:18 |
Shall I say it? |
00:50:20 |
I have failed John Keats. |
00:50:23 |
I failed John Keats. |
00:50:27 |
I failed John Keats! |
00:50:30 |
I failed him! I failed him! |
00:50:35 |
I did not know until now how tightly |
00:50:51 |
It's for you, Mama. It's from Italy. |
00:51:11 |
It's from Mr. Keats. |
00:51:14 |
He says, ''It looks Like a dream.'' |
00:52:38 |
Start again. |
00:53:14 |
It's cold out. |
00:53:19 |
How are you all? |
00:53:20 |
We're all quite well enough, |
00:53:24 |
Mrs. Brawne, it is as unbearable to me |
00:53:30 |
as I know it is to you. |
00:53:35 |
Mr. Keats has died. |
00:53:39 |
I received an account from Severn, |
00:53:43 |
and I've copied it for you, Miss Brawne. |
00:53:49 |
Shall I just read it? |
00:54:03 |
''Friday, the 23rd of February. |
00:54:08 |
''At four in the afternoon, Keats called me, |
00:54:12 |
'''Severn, Severn, lift me up for I am dying. |
00:54:17 |
'''I shall die easy. |
00:54:20 |
'''Don't be frightened. |
00:54:25 |
''At one point, a cold, heavy sweat broke out |
00:54:32 |
'''Don't breathe on me. It comes like ice. ' |
00:54:38 |
''Keats died imperceptibly. '' |
00:54:39 |
No more. |
00:55:07 |
Oh, God. |
00:55:11 |
Oh, God. John! |
00:55:19 |
Mama! |
00:55:29 |
Mama! |
00:55:31 |
I... I can't breathe. |
00:55:37 |
Mama! |
00:55:51 |
Mama! |
00:57:00 |
Sammy! Samuel! |
00:57:29 |
''Bright star, |
00:57:32 |
''would I were steadfast as thou art |
00:57:39 |
''Not in Ione splendor hung aloft the night |
00:57:45 |
''And watching, with eternal lids apart |
00:57:52 |
''Like nature's patient, sleepless Eremite |
00:58:00 |
''The moving waters at their priestlike task |
00:58:04 |
''Of pure ablution |
00:58:08 |
''Or gazing on the new soft fallen masque |
00:58:12 |
''Of snow upon the mountains and the moors |
00:58:17 |
''No, yet still steadfast, still unchangeable |
00:58:27 |
''PiIIow'd upon my fair Loves ripening breast |
00:58:34 |
''To feel for ever its soft swell and fall |
00:58:44 |
''Awake for ever |
00:58:50 |
''in a sweet unrest |
00:58:56 |
''Still, still to hear her tender-taken breath |
00:59:03 |
''And so Live ever, or else swoon to death'' |
00:59:41 |
''My heart aches, |
00:59:45 |
''My sense, as though of hemlock |
00:59:50 |
''Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains |
00:59:52 |
''One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk |
00:59:57 |
'''Tis not through envy of thy happy lot |
01:00:03 |
''That thou, light-winged Dryad of the trees |
01:00:07 |
''In some melodious plot |
01:00:08 |
''Of beechen green, |
01:00:11 |
''Singest of summer in full-throated ease |
01:00:16 |
''O, for a draft of vintage that hath been |
01:00:19 |
''Cool'd a long age in the deep-delved earth |
01:00:23 |
''Tasting of Flora and the country green |
01:00:25 |
''Dance, and Provençal song, |
01:00:30 |
''O for a beaker full of the warm South |
01:00:33 |
''Full of the true, the blushful Hippocrene |
01:00:37 |
''With beaded bubbles winking at the brim |
01:00:39 |
''And purple-stained mouth |
01:00:42 |
''That I might drink, |
01:00:47 |
''And with thee fade away into the forest dim |
01:00:52 |
''Fade far away, dissolve, and quite forget |
01:00:56 |
''What thou among the leaves |
01:01:00 |
''The weariness, the fever, and the fret |
01:01:03 |
''Here, where men sit |
01:01:07 |
''Where palsy shakes a few, |
01:01:11 |
''Where youth grows pale, and specter-thin, |
01:01:16 |
''Where but to think is to be full of sorrow |
01:01:18 |
''And leaden-eyed despairs |
01:01:21 |
''Where Beauty cannot keep |
01:01:24 |
''Or new Love pine at them |
01:01:29 |
''Away! Away! For I will fly to thee |
01:01:33 |
''Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards |
01:01:37 |
''But on the viewless wings of Poesy |
01:01:40 |
''Though the dull brain perplexes and retards |
01:01:43 |
''Already with thee! Tender is the night |
01:01:47 |
''And haply the Queen-Moon is on her throne |
01:01:50 |
''Cluster'd around by all her starry Fays |
01:01:54 |
''But here there is no light |
01:01:56 |
''Save what from heaven |
01:01:58 |
''Through verdurous glooms |
01:02:04 |
''I cannot see what flowers are at my feet |
01:02:07 |
''Nor what soft incense |
01:02:10 |
''But, in embalmed darkness, |
01:02:14 |
''Wherewith the seasonable month endows |
01:02:16 |
''The grass, the thicket |
01:02:19 |
''White hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine |
01:02:23 |
''Fast fading violets cover'd up in leaves |
01:02:26 |
''And mid-May's eldest child |
01:02:29 |
''The coming musk-rose, full of dewy wine |
01:02:33 |
''The murmurous haunt of flies |
01:02:39 |
''Darkling I listen, and, for many a time |
01:02:43 |
''I have been half in love with easeful Death |
01:02:47 |
''Call'd him soft names |
01:02:50 |
''To take into the air my quiet breath |
01:02:54 |
''Now more than ever seems it rich to die |
01:02:58 |
''To cease upon the midnight with no pain |
01:03:01 |
''While thou art pouring forth |
01:03:03 |
''In such an ecstasy! |
01:03:06 |
''Still wouldst thou sing, |
01:03:11 |
''To thy high requiem become a sod |
01:03:16 |
''Thou wast not born for death, |
01:03:20 |
''No hungry generations tread thee down |
01:03:24 |
''The voice I hear this passing night |
01:03:26 |
''In ancient days by emperor and clown |
01:03:30 |
''Perhaps the self-same song |
01:03:32 |
''Through the sad heart of Ruth, |
01:03:36 |
''She stood in tears amid the alien corn |
01:03:40 |
''The same that oft-times hath |
01:03:41 |
''Charm'd magic casements, |
01:03:45 |
''Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn |
01:03:50 |
''Forlorn! The very word is like a bell |
01:03:54 |
''To toll me back from thee to my sole self! |
01:03:59 |
''Adieu! The fancy cannot cheat so well |
01:04:02 |
''As she is fam'd to do, deceiving elf |
01:04:05 |
''Adieu! Adieu! Thy plaintive anthem fades |
01:04:10 |
''Past the near meadows, |
01:04:14 |
''Up the hill-side; and now 'tis buried deep |
01:04:18 |
''In the next valley-glades |
01:04:21 |
''Was it a vision, or a waking dream? |
01:04:25 |
''Fled is that music. Do I wake or sleep?'' |