Bright star, would I were stedfast 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 stedfast, 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
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 stedfast, 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
John Keats
She brought me Lime and Basil bath and shower gel by Grand Tour because she knew I'd love the colours. It smells amazing, lovely and fresh and it has no parabens,no mineral oils, no harsh preservative and no artificial colours which is even better. A friend sent chocolates. They didn't last very long...
John Keats biography by Andrew Motions now to be added on my never ending list of books to order...apparently it's complusive reading...
Lovely time with Hannah at the weekend we watched Bright Star again and loved it just as much as the first time. Had a fleeting visit to the Lucien Pissarro in England: Eragny Press 1895-1914 exhibition at the Ashmolean including a beautiful tiny copy of Keats, La Belle Dame Sans Merci and planned to visit Keats House in Hampstead as soon as we all have time to catch up again...
all the stills are from Jane Campion's Bright Star






