Bright star


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 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 to death.


Dintre citate:

„There is a holiness to the heart’s affections, you know nothing about.”

„I almost wish we were butterflies… and liv’d but three summer days – three such days with you I could fill with more delight than fifty common years could ever contain.”

Dintre cronici:

The quiet and often silent moments heavy with bated breath and the melancholy longueurs of love unrequited will sorely test the patience of many. But us hopeless romantics will (quietly) cheer and find rich rewards. Bright Star has a precious, almost nameless, quality that will linger in your heart and consciousness long after it’s utterly sublime credit sequence has faded and I really do pity those that don’t fall under its mesmerising spell.”

Il asteptam de cateva luni. A meritat 🙂

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