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 masque / 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 swell and fall, / awake for ever in a sweet unrest, / still, still to hear her tender-taken breath, / and so live ever - or else swoon in death. 

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zebablah:

lol gee thanks john 

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a-harlots-progress:

Abbie Cornish  - Bright Star

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lestercorp:

Bright Star

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Tom Hiddleston reads Bright Star by John Keats

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. 

Is there a CD or something of him reciting poetry?  This is like the 4th one I’ve come across today.

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