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Bright Star
Just saw an advanced showing of this film, I think it opens tonight. It was wonderful. It is based on the story of John Keats last three years and of the love that inspired some of his beautiful poety. He died at 25 and it is a sad ending. It is a lovely movie and well worth seeing.
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Looked up some of his history. The wiki stuff is kind of negative but found some other more in depth info. Fanny was 17 when they met, after his death she spent several years in mourning, couldn't find anything on whether she ever married. He died of tuberculosis as did his brother and mother. He is yet another brilliant, creative man who's work got very little recognition until after his death.
The well know opening lines of Endymion Book One are probably familiar to everyone: A thing of beauty is a joy for ever: Its loveliness increases; it will neverPass into nothingness; but still will keepA bower quiet for us, and a sleep Full of sweet dreams, and health, and quiet breathing. Here is one of his best known short poems: When I have fears that I may cease to be Before my pen has glean'd my teeming brain, Before high-piled books, in charactery, Hold like rich garners the full ripen'd grain; When I behold, upon the night's starr'd face, Huge cloudy symbols of a high romance, And think that I may never live to trace Their shadows, with the magic hand of chance; And when I feel, fair creature of an hour, That I shall never look upon thee more, Never have relish in the faery power Of unreflecting love;--then on the shore Of the wide world I stand alone, and think Till love and fame to nothingness do sink.
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