"For myself i know not how to express my devotion to so fair a form: I want a brighter word than bright, a fairer word than fair. 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.” (Letter to Fanny Brawne, 1 July 1819)
It was all i wanted it to be and more.
Every frame is breath-taking.
Man i love Keats.
Go see it. Please.
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ps. This is my 50th post! Happy 50th little blog!
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