0:00:46 > 0:00:49(BIRDS TWEET)
0:01:07 > 0:01:09(CELLO PLAYS)
0:01:19 > 0:01:22(WORDLESS SINGING)
0:01:58 > 0:02:01(CHILDREN ARGUE)
0:02:01 > 0:02:04- (MOTHER)- Get down!
0:02:04 > 0:02:07You'll have no supper if you keep that up.
0:02:11 > 0:02:12Hello, Joy.
0:02:12 > 0:02:14Hello.
0:02:14 > 0:02:15Is all well?
0:02:15 > 0:02:18Very good, thank you.
0:02:18 > 0:02:19- Hello. - Hello.
0:02:19 > 0:02:21- Good morning, Joy. - Hello.
0:02:21 > 0:02:24- Sorry! - Welcome!
0:02:24 > 0:02:26Where is Mr Keats?
0:02:26 > 0:02:28I am afraid he is not joining us.
0:02:28 > 0:02:32He is in Mr Brown's half of the house.
0:02:33 > 0:02:37Ah, the very well-stitched Little Miss Brawne,
0:02:37 > 0:02:39in all her detail.
0:02:39 > 0:02:40Good morning.
0:02:43 > 0:02:46What is this? What have I done? How have I offended?
0:02:46 > 0:02:49I don't shake hands with the enemy.
0:02:49 > 0:02:50An enemy?
0:02:50 > 0:02:53What have I done to you?
0:02:53 > 0:02:55You do nothing to me.
0:02:55 > 0:02:57Or for me and that's how I'd prefer to keep it.
0:02:59 > 0:03:00What?
0:03:01 > 0:03:05Your offence is to my fashion, Mr Brown.
0:03:05 > 0:03:07To which I am so helplessly slavish.
0:03:07 > 0:03:09I have been ill quoted.
0:03:09 > 0:03:12"Her obsession with flounce and cross-stitch."
0:03:13 > 0:03:16Cross-stitch, Miss Brawne, I don't know what that means.
0:03:16 > 0:03:17Baiting, baiting.
0:03:17 > 0:03:19I feel the same about your poems, Mr Brown.
0:03:19 > 0:03:22I know nothing of what they mean.
0:03:22 > 0:03:24They puff smoke, dissolve,
0:03:24 > 0:03:28leaving nothing but irritation.
0:03:28 > 0:03:29Fanny, take this tea to Mr Keats.
0:03:29 > 0:03:31He is in very poor spirits.
0:03:31 > 0:03:34Mr Keats is composing and does not want disturbing.
0:03:34 > 0:03:37It is my finding, in the business of disturbing,
0:03:37 > 0:03:38you are the expert.
0:03:38 > 0:03:42Fanny, why not speak to one of us you hold in higher favour?
0:03:42 > 0:03:43- I'm praising him! - Fanny...
0:03:43 > 0:03:47Please, Fanny, I'm wanting to know what you shall say about Mr Keats.
0:03:47 > 0:03:50I've been waiting two weeks that I may enjoy your opinion.
0:03:50 > 0:03:53I cannot look upon him without smiling.
0:03:53 > 0:03:57And he is quick with his thoughts, though, now they are mostly sad.
0:03:57 > 0:03:59His brother Tom's not at all better.
0:03:59 > 0:04:02< Very diminished.
0:04:02 > 0:04:03< Mr Keats nurses him alone.
0:04:03 > 0:04:05< It is difficult work.
0:04:05 > 0:04:10- < Is there no other family member? - < No, the parents are both dead.
0:04:10 > 0:04:12< There is only a much younger sister,
0:04:12 > 0:04:15and a brother who lives in America.
0:04:24 > 0:04:26Come in!
0:04:28 > 0:04:30(LAUGHS)
0:04:30 > 0:04:33You like jokes, Mr Keats.
0:04:33 > 0:04:35I like jokes.
0:04:35 > 0:04:38Mr Brown, I warn you, does not like my jokes.
0:04:38 > 0:04:40Complains I care for nothing but fashion.
0:04:46 > 0:04:48Would you like biscuits?
0:04:51 > 0:04:52You've come to spy.
0:04:53 > 0:04:55Spy?
0:04:56 > 0:04:58How will you describe me?
0:04:58 > 0:05:01My character?
0:05:01 > 0:05:03I'm not the least interested in your character.
0:05:08 > 0:05:10My jacket, then.
0:05:11 > 0:05:13My pantaloons.
0:05:16 > 0:05:17You need a new jacket.
0:05:17 > 0:05:19- That's what I would say. - Is that all?
0:05:20 > 0:05:22It should be a velvet.
0:05:23 > 0:05:25Blue velvet.
0:05:27 > 0:05:31Tell me, Miss Brawne, how can you be so sure?
0:05:31 > 0:05:34Well, all I wear I have sewn and designed myself.
0:05:34 > 0:05:37I am often told I am clever to exception about design.
0:05:37 > 0:05:40I originated the pleats on my dress.
0:05:40 > 0:05:42(APPROACHING FOOTSTEPS) It's a charming and -
0:05:42 > 0:05:44(DOOR OPENS)
0:05:46 > 0:05:48Has she annoyed you sufficiently?
0:05:48 > 0:05:51She's done brilliant well with me.
0:05:51 > 0:05:52Men's room. Out.
0:05:52 > 0:05:54Poet's got to do a bit of writing.
0:05:54 > 0:05:58My stitching has more merit and admirers than your
0:05:58 > 0:06:00two scribblings put together.
0:06:01 > 0:06:02Goodbye, Minxtress.
0:06:02 > 0:06:04And I can make money from it.
0:06:35 > 0:06:36Yes?
0:06:36 > 0:06:40Have you got John Keats's poem book?
0:06:41 > 0:06:42In.. In..?
0:06:42 > 0:06:44- Endymion? - Endymion, yes.
0:06:44 > 0:06:48I've not heard much good about it. I've not sold one.
0:06:48 > 0:06:51I took 20.
0:06:51 > 0:06:54My sister has met the author.
0:06:54 > 0:06:58She wants to read it for herself to see if he's an idiot or not.
0:07:00 > 0:07:02< (CHILDREN'S VOICES OUTSIDE)
0:07:04 > 0:07:06< (FRONT DOOR CLOSES)
0:07:08 > 0:07:10(APPROACHING FOOTSTEPS) >
0:07:21 > 0:07:23Unwrap it.
0:07:43 > 0:07:44Read it.
0:07:47 > 0:07:49"A thing of beauty is a joy for ever,
0:07:49 > 0:07:53"Its loveliness increases, it will never pass into nothingness
0:07:53 > 0:07:56"But still will keep a bower quiet for us, and a sleep
0:07:56 > 0:08:00"Full of sweet dreams, and health and quiet breathing."
0:08:00 > 0:08:01Stop.
0:08:09 > 0:08:13"..yes. In spite of all,
0:08:13 > 0:08:15"some shape of beauty moves away the pall
0:08:15 > 0:08:17"from our dark spirits."
0:08:23 > 0:08:25(STRINGS)
0:08:43 > 0:08:46(APPLAUSE)
0:08:48 > 0:08:49You're welcome.
0:08:52 > 0:08:55I'd love to speak with Mr Keats.
0:09:12 > 0:09:15"A thing of beauty is a joy for ever,
0:09:15 > 0:09:19"Its loveliness increases, it will never pass into nothingness."
0:09:19 > 0:09:20You've read Endymion?
0:09:20 > 0:09:23I wanted to adore it.
0:09:24 > 0:09:27But you hated it?
0:09:27 > 0:09:29I can't say.
0:09:30 > 0:09:33Are you frightened to speak truthfully?
0:09:33 > 0:09:35Never.
0:09:35 > 0:09:37Well, tell me then.
0:09:37 > 0:09:38No.
0:09:38 > 0:09:41I am not clever with poetry.
0:09:41 > 0:09:43Neither, it seems, am I.
0:09:45 > 0:09:47Still, I have some hope for myself.
0:09:47 > 0:09:49I think hope useful.
0:09:51 > 0:09:53But?
0:09:53 > 0:09:56Hope and results are different.
0:09:56 > 0:09:58One doesn't necessarily create the other.
0:09:58 > 0:10:01Would practise help?
0:10:01 > 0:10:03It might.
0:10:03 > 0:10:06I wasn't always able to stitch so well.
0:10:07 > 0:10:10This is the first frock in all of Woolwich or Hampstead
0:10:10 > 0:10:13to have a triple pleated mushroom collar.
0:10:14 > 0:10:16Isn't that an identical one behind you?
0:10:31 > 0:10:33My card's completely full.
0:10:33 > 0:10:36But you don't dance, Mr Keats.
0:10:36 > 0:10:37I love to dance.
0:10:38 > 0:10:40I don't feel like dancing.
0:10:42 > 0:10:44Is your brother still ill?
0:10:44 > 0:10:46He is no better.
0:10:46 > 0:10:51My father was ill for as long as I can remember.
0:10:51 > 0:10:54He died when I was still very young.
0:10:54 > 0:10:56Excuse me.
0:10:57 > 0:10:59May I?
0:11:05 > 0:11:07Mama!
0:11:11 > 0:11:14Fanny has cut my ribbon and she never asked. >
0:11:17 > 0:11:18What are you doing, Fanny?
0:11:18 > 0:11:21Trying to bring some comfort to a dying man.
0:11:21 > 0:11:23What dying man? Where are you taking them?
0:11:23 > 0:11:29I cannot offer poor Mr Keats's brother anything that's not perfect.
0:11:44 > 0:11:47It's me, Miss Brawne.
0:11:47 > 0:11:49I have something to deliver to Mr Keats.
0:11:52 > 0:11:53Leave it at the door!
0:11:53 > 0:11:55Is he not there?
0:11:55 > 0:11:57We're working, Mrs Brawne!
0:11:57 > 0:12:01I have something for your brother, Mr Keats.
0:12:01 > 0:12:03Invite her in.
0:12:03 > 0:12:05Brown.
0:12:14 > 0:12:17- You disgusting ape. - (LAUGHS)
0:12:17 > 0:12:20Be careful as you enter the apes' cage.
0:12:20 > 0:12:23(MAKES MONKEY NOISE)
0:12:23 > 0:12:26Sit next to me, Miss Brawne.
0:12:26 > 0:12:30My prospects in the world feel very faint.
0:12:30 > 0:12:31(MONKEY NOISE)
0:12:31 > 0:12:34This room is so poorly cared for.
0:12:34 > 0:12:36(SHRIEKS)
0:12:37 > 0:12:39Please try one.
0:12:39 > 0:12:42I'm anxious they will cause him to choke.
0:12:45 > 0:12:48No! Try another and I swear I shall bite you.
0:12:48 > 0:12:49Take care,
0:12:49 > 0:12:51she has sharp teeth.
0:12:51 > 0:12:53She sunk her fangs
0:12:53 > 0:12:56into my poor poem and shook it apart.
0:12:56 > 0:12:59I'm very sorry I couldn't love your Endymion completely, Mr Keats.
0:12:59 > 0:13:04Perhaps I did not say, but I thought the beginning of your poem
0:13:04 > 0:13:05something very perfect.
0:13:08 > 0:13:09Oh, don't leave us.
0:13:09 > 0:13:13You can see for yourself, nothing is happening.
0:13:13 > 0:13:16All we do is lie about the room all day, begging for inspiration.
0:13:16 > 0:13:19Please, tell me what I should do.
0:13:19 > 0:13:21Miss Brawne.
0:13:21 > 0:13:25We monkeys just want a little company.
0:13:25 > 0:13:27(DOOR CLOSES)
0:13:31 > 0:13:34Well. I gave him the biscuits.
0:13:36 > 0:13:37Mr Brown kept -
0:13:39 > 0:13:42If we have finished tiffing, come and say hello to Tom.
0:13:42 > 0:13:44It might cheer him.
0:13:44 > 0:13:46We'll have to ask Mama.
0:13:46 > 0:13:47No, we don't, Toots.
0:13:47 > 0:13:50Yes, we do, isn't that so, Samuel?
0:13:50 > 0:13:52We have to stick together.
0:13:52 > 0:13:54I'm going.
0:13:54 > 0:13:58You will have to come with me.
0:13:59 > 0:14:02Would you like to go by the pond or through the words?
0:14:02 > 0:14:05I have explored all these paths.
0:14:05 > 0:14:07Which are more in number than your eyelashes.
0:14:08 > 0:14:11My eyelashes?
0:14:15 > 0:14:18You know...
0:14:18 > 0:14:21..it amazes me you can sit opposite Mr Brown all day.
0:14:21 > 0:14:23I've never heard him say one thing of wit.
0:14:23 > 0:14:26Not one.
0:14:26 > 0:14:27You favour wit?
0:14:27 > 0:14:30I rate it the highest.
0:14:30 > 0:14:32You like the fashionables?
0:14:32 > 0:14:35Yes. I do.
0:14:35 > 0:14:39Men who say things that make you start without making you feel.
0:14:39 > 0:14:41Things that are amusing.
0:14:43 > 0:14:45I know these dandies.
0:14:45 > 0:14:49They have a mannerism in their very eating and drinking.
0:14:49 > 0:14:51Their handling of a decanter.
0:14:52 > 0:14:55You are making an attack on me?
0:14:55 > 0:14:59No, I am defending Mr Brown's generous, good heart.
0:14:59 > 0:15:02By attacking myself?
0:15:06 > 0:15:08Forgive me.
0:15:08 > 0:15:10I've been too long at my brother's sickbed.
0:15:13 > 0:15:16Can we not still appreciate clever humour?
0:15:29 > 0:15:30Oh, thank God. >
0:15:30 > 0:15:32He's been calling out for you.
0:15:32 > 0:15:34- (COUGHING) > - Come in.
0:15:36 > 0:15:39- John! - Tom.
0:15:40 > 0:15:41Get back into bed.
0:15:41 > 0:15:42I know.
0:15:42 > 0:15:44I was having this dream.
0:15:44 > 0:15:46It's all right, I'm here now.
0:15:46 > 0:15:51- Where have you been, John? I just... - Calm, now. Calm.
0:15:51 > 0:15:54- I was worried. - It's all right.
0:15:54 > 0:15:58I was so hot in this bed.
0:15:58 > 0:16:00I was so scared for a while.
0:16:00 > 0:16:02I just panicked.
0:16:02 > 0:16:04- I want to go, I want to leave. It smells.- Shh.
0:16:04 > 0:16:06Or I'll cut your hair in the night.
0:16:16 > 0:16:19- Good evening, John. - Good evening.
0:16:19 > 0:16:22Keats, I hope you've not forgotten your bassoon.
0:16:22 > 0:16:24Of course not, it's in my waistcoat pocket.
0:16:24 > 0:16:26- Hello, Mr Keats. - Hello, Minx.
0:16:26 > 0:16:27How's Tom?
0:16:27 > 0:16:29Gentlemen of the orchestra, just through here, >
0:16:29 > 0:16:32ladies, straight ahead, please. Thank you.
0:16:32 > 0:16:34Is he showing any signs of improvement?
0:16:34 > 0:16:37Don't ask me of Tom, Minx.
0:16:37 > 0:16:40The only good I can do is say how I love him.
0:16:40 > 0:16:42< Hurry on, gentlemen.
0:16:49 > 0:16:52(LAUGHTER)
0:16:54 > 0:16:57Someone submitted anonymously to the examiner an exquisite sonnet.
0:16:57 > 0:16:59- Mm-hmm? - Composed on the subject of
0:16:59 > 0:17:02whether love itself could be the tenth Muse Of Heaven.
0:17:02 > 0:17:04- Come on. - En guarde!
0:17:07 > 0:17:09That's my sword, brute!
0:17:10 > 0:17:11Love the tenth Muse?
0:17:11 > 0:17:13It is full of the most perfect allusions
0:17:13 > 0:17:15and really beautifully realised.
0:17:15 > 0:17:18I thought at first it might be one of yours.
0:17:18 > 0:17:22We were just telling Mrs Brawne of Keats' review in Blackwood's.
0:17:22 > 0:17:25Was it so very bad?
0:17:25 > 0:17:28- "No man could have..." - "Profaned...
0:17:28 > 0:17:31(BOTH)"..and vulgarised every association in the manner
0:17:31 > 0:17:36"in which has been adopted by this solemn promise."
0:17:36 > 0:17:38Did they not admire the opening?
0:17:38 > 0:17:40It was perfect. Even I could know that.
0:17:40 > 0:17:43Do you like poetry, Miss Brawne?
0:17:44 > 0:17:47No. Poems are a strain to work out.
0:17:47 > 0:17:49John, we are talking,
0:17:49 > 0:17:53or about to talk, of your defence of Mr Keats's poem, Endymion.
0:17:53 > 0:17:54Yes.
0:17:57 > 0:18:01"..I have clung to nothing, lov'd a nothing, nothing seen
0:18:01 > 0:18:04"Or felt but a great dream. O, I have been
0:18:04 > 0:18:06"Presumptuous against love, against the sky,
0:18:06 > 0:18:08"against all elements, against the tie
0:18:08 > 0:18:11"Of mortals each to each."
0:18:11 > 0:18:13The rhythm is beautiful and unique.
0:18:13 > 0:18:16There are rhymes, but not on the beat. They are quiet but binding,
0:18:16 > 0:18:18the repetitions set you up to fly.
0:18:18 > 0:18:20"..I have clung to nothing,
0:18:20 > 0:18:22"Lov'd a nothing, nothing seen,
0:18:22 > 0:18:25- and here you come out - "Or felt but a great dream."
0:18:25 > 0:18:27- It's beautiful. - There are immaturities,
0:18:27 > 0:18:30but also immensities. That is what they didn't say.
0:18:30 > 0:18:33It was said. You said it, brother.
0:18:33 > 0:18:35Very bravely.
0:18:38 > 0:18:42Ladies, the Hampstead Heathens are about to begin. Reynolds?
0:18:42 > 0:18:43I thought I'd been expelled?
0:18:43 > 0:18:46Oh no, I think not, you are very much needed.
0:18:46 > 0:18:49(MALE VOICE CHOIR SINGS)
0:19:48 > 0:19:51(INSTRUCTS IN FRENCH)
0:20:07 > 0:20:10(SOBS) Mr Keats is... >
0:20:10 > 0:20:12(INSTRUCTS IN FRENCH)
0:20:17 > 0:20:19Mr Keats is dead.
0:20:19 > 0:20:21(CRIES) So young.
0:20:29 > 0:20:30Is it Tom?
0:20:37 > 0:20:39(SPEAKS IN FRENCH)
0:20:39 > 0:20:41(SPEAKS IN FRENCH)
0:21:09 > 0:21:12- (MR BROWN) - I woke with the strange sensation
0:21:12 > 0:21:15of someone holding my hand.
0:21:15 > 0:21:18I opened my eyes and there was John.
0:21:18 > 0:21:21I knew immediately what had happened and then he said,
0:21:21 > 0:21:25"Tom died. At 8 o'clock,
0:21:25 > 0:21:29"quietly and without pain."
0:21:33 > 0:21:34Of course, he can't go on living there,
0:21:34 > 0:21:39so I have invited Mr Keats to come and stay with me.
0:21:39 > 0:21:42Well, we do have a long schedule of visits.
0:21:42 > 0:21:45I don't want to interfere with your plans...
0:21:45 > 0:21:46Minx.
0:21:46 > 0:21:50Are you unwell? I've never seen you so quiet.
0:22:01 > 0:22:02She sewed it all night long.
0:22:10 > 0:22:12It's a pillow slip.
0:22:14 > 0:22:17Then I will rest Tom's head upon it.
0:22:25 > 0:22:27Keats.
0:22:27 > 0:22:29The Reynolds are expecting us.
0:22:29 > 0:22:31I'll catch you up. Thank you.
0:22:34 > 0:22:35Invite me again.
0:22:35 > 0:22:37Alone.
0:22:37 > 0:22:39Come for Christmas.
0:22:41 > 0:22:42Mama?
0:22:42 > 0:22:45(SPEAKS FRENCH)
0:22:45 > 0:22:48Oh, yes, please do join us, Mr Keats.
0:22:48 > 0:22:50Please.
0:22:50 > 0:22:53Marianne Reynolds invited us for Christmas, remember?
0:22:53 > 0:22:55You were there when she said it. They're having musicians.
0:22:55 > 0:22:58- I'm sorry to spoil things. - Not at all.
0:22:58 > 0:23:00Wherever Mr Keats is happy,
0:23:00 > 0:23:03- we're happy for him. - Why can't he be happy with us?
0:23:03 > 0:23:05Perhaps Mr Brown wants Mr Keats all to himself.
0:23:07 > 0:23:11I'm merely remembering to Mr Keats a previous engagement.
0:23:11 > 0:23:15Miss Brawne, I thought we were conversing.
0:23:22 > 0:23:24(BELL RINGS)
0:23:31 > 0:23:35"Dear Mrs Brawne, may I yet join you for Christmas?
0:23:35 > 0:23:37"I have not the health nor the heart
0:23:37 > 0:23:39"to be anywhere but with a family such as your own."
0:23:39 > 0:23:43"John Keats."
0:23:44 > 0:23:47(CHURCH BELL CHIMES)
0:23:53 > 0:23:55Thank you.
0:24:09 > 0:24:12(CAT PURRS)
0:24:17 > 0:24:20I was wondering this morning if you are sleeping in my bed?
0:24:22 > 0:24:23Pardon?
0:24:23 > 0:24:27You see, I believe you are. We rented Mr Brown's half of the house
0:24:27 > 0:24:30this summer while you were journeying in Scotland.
0:24:30 > 0:24:32Which room do you sleep in?
0:24:32 > 0:24:34The one overlooking the back garden.
0:24:34 > 0:24:37That was my bed!
0:24:39 > 0:24:42For proof, pull it from the wall and by the pillow,
0:24:42 > 0:24:44you will find a figure I drew with pin holes.
0:24:44 > 0:24:45Is the figure you?
0:24:47 > 0:24:49It's a fairy princess.
0:24:51 > 0:24:52Should I be feeding her?
0:24:52 > 0:24:55She refuses to eat.
0:24:59 > 0:25:01Would you teach me poetry?
0:25:03 > 0:25:07I'd... like to understand it.
0:25:09 > 0:25:11I don't know how to begin.
0:25:11 > 0:25:12And it is three to the right..
0:25:12 > 0:25:13..two, three.
0:25:13 > 0:25:15Three to the left. Two, three.
0:25:20 > 0:25:22(ALL BLOW THREE TIMES)
0:25:22 > 0:25:24(ALL SLURP)
0:25:24 > 0:25:25And down.
0:25:25 > 0:25:27And keep it going.
0:25:27 > 0:25:29So, that is the English drawing room.
0:25:32 > 0:25:34And this is something that I saw in Scotland.
0:25:40 > 0:25:42They kick.
0:25:44 > 0:25:46And they...
0:25:46 > 0:25:47..jump.
0:25:49 > 0:25:51And they twirl it.
0:25:51 > 0:25:53And they sweat it
0:25:53 > 0:25:56and they tattoo the floor with mud!
0:26:02 > 0:26:04What about a poem?
0:26:04 > 0:26:06Yes, please, Mr Keats.
0:26:07 > 0:26:08A short one.
0:26:08 > 0:26:09(ALL LAUGH)
0:26:13 > 0:26:18"When I have fears that I may cease to be
0:26:18 > 0:26:24"Before my pen has glean'd my teeming brain
0:26:24 > 0:26:27"Before high piled books in charactry,
0:26:27 > 0:26:32"I would like rich garners to fall ripen'd grain,
0:26:34 > 0:26:38"When I behold, upon the night starr'd face,
0:26:38 > 0:26:43"Huge cloudy symbols of a high romance..."
0:26:51 > 0:26:53I do apologise, I've gone blank.
0:26:53 > 0:26:56You are tired. Should you like some sweet?
0:26:56 > 0:26:58Shall we have coffee and sweet?
0:28:02 > 0:28:04I've come for my poetry class.
0:28:05 > 0:28:09Your poetry class?
0:28:09 > 0:28:10Poetry classes?
0:28:10 > 0:28:11Keats, are we...
0:28:11 > 0:28:15Are we teaching poetry today?
0:28:18 > 0:28:20I hope I don't disturb.
0:28:20 > 0:28:21Take a seat.
0:28:23 > 0:28:25Have a look at that.
0:28:27 > 0:28:31A poet is not at all poetical.
0:28:31 > 0:28:36He is the most un-poetical thing in existence.
0:28:36 > 0:28:39He has no identity.
0:28:39 > 0:28:41He is continually filling some other body.
0:28:41 > 0:28:44The sun, the moon -
0:28:44 > 0:28:47I cannot restrain my credibility longer.
0:28:47 > 0:28:48Miss Brawne.
0:28:48 > 0:28:52Is this really you or are you acting?
0:28:52 > 0:28:53It's really me.
0:28:53 > 0:28:55Is it?
0:28:55 > 0:28:56Charles.
0:28:56 > 0:28:58I have a pupil.
0:28:58 > 0:28:59Desist or depart.
0:28:59 > 0:29:02Apologies.
0:29:14 > 0:29:18My modest hope is that the cost of the lesson will not be the poet.
0:29:18 > 0:29:21The cost of the lesson is that Mr Keats
0:29:21 > 0:29:23will discuss poetry with me.
0:29:23 > 0:29:26- You don't mean to read the poems? - Until I know all the poets
0:29:26 > 0:29:29and poems in the world, since I have nothing to do,
0:29:29 > 0:29:32- as you so many times have noted. - I bow to your ambition.
0:29:39 > 0:29:40(DOOR CLOSES)
0:29:40 > 0:29:43Now he has gone, I shall find it easier to talk.
0:29:56 > 0:29:59Can you say something of the craft of poetry?
0:29:59 > 0:30:02Poetic craft is a carcass.
0:30:02 > 0:30:05A sham.
0:30:07 > 0:30:10If poetry does not come as naturally as leaves to a tree,
0:30:10 > 0:30:12then it had better not come at all.
0:30:18 > 0:30:21I'm mistaken.
0:30:23 > 0:30:24I'm not sure I can teach you.
0:30:24 > 0:30:28Was I too rude? I can apologise.
0:30:28 > 0:30:30I'm not sure I have...
0:30:30 > 0:30:34..the right feelings towards women.
0:30:36 > 0:30:38I am suspicious of my feelings.
0:30:40 > 0:30:42Do you not like me?
0:30:43 > 0:30:46I am attracted to you without knowing why.
0:30:51 > 0:30:54All women confuse me, even my mother.
0:30:58 > 0:31:01I yearn to be ruined by shrews and saved by angels,
0:31:01 > 0:31:04and in reality, I've only ever really loved my sister.
0:31:07 > 0:31:10I am annoyed by my sister as often as I love her.
0:31:13 > 0:31:15I still don't know how to work out a poem.
0:31:15 > 0:31:18A poem needs understanding through the senses.
0:31:21 > 0:31:24The point of diving in a lake...
0:31:26 > 0:31:28..is not immediately to swim to the shore,
0:31:28 > 0:31:30but to be in the lake,
0:31:30 > 0:31:36to luxuriate in the sensation of water.
0:31:36 > 0:31:39You do not work the lake out.
0:31:39 > 0:31:42It is an experience beyond thought.
0:31:43 > 0:31:49Poetry soothes and emboldens the soul to accept mystery.
0:31:49 > 0:31:51I love mystery.
0:31:54 > 0:31:58I found your fairy princess on the wall in my room.
0:31:58 > 0:31:59You could make her out?
0:31:59 > 0:32:01She wears a butterfly frock.
0:32:04 > 0:32:07Shall we continue?
0:32:10 > 0:32:13(CAT PURRS)
0:32:20 > 0:32:22Mr Keats is very brilliant.
0:32:25 > 0:32:29I'm not sure he really likes me.
0:32:29 > 0:32:33He prefers Toots and Samuel.
0:32:33 > 0:32:34Even our cat,
0:32:34 > 0:32:38who he's always petting to death.
0:32:38 > 0:32:40Mr Keats knows he cannot like you.
0:32:42 > 0:32:45He has no living and no income.
0:33:03 > 0:33:06Mr Keats isn't here.
0:33:06 > 0:33:08He said to tell you he had a sore throat
0:33:08 > 0:33:13and thought it best to stay on in Chichester.
0:33:13 > 0:33:16You don't believe me? Come in.
0:33:16 > 0:33:17Come in.
0:33:20 > 0:33:23There, no Keats.
0:33:27 > 0:33:29Tell us, what Chaucer did you read?
0:33:29 > 0:33:31All of it.
0:33:31 > 0:33:36Also Mr Spencer, Mr Milton and The Odyssey.
0:33:37 > 0:33:40That's a lot to read in one week.
0:33:40 > 0:33:43What did you think of The Odyssey?
0:33:45 > 0:33:47I am yet part way through it.
0:33:47 > 0:33:50But I've read all Mr Keats has written.
0:33:50 > 0:33:52Have you?
0:33:58 > 0:34:03"Out went the taper as she hurried in,
0:34:03 > 0:34:07"Its little smoke, in pallid moonshine, died,
0:34:07 > 0:34:10"She closed the door,
0:34:10 > 0:34:11"she panted, all akin
0:34:11 > 0:34:15"To spirits of the air and visions wide."
0:34:15 > 0:34:18And what, Miss Brawne, did you make of Paradise Lost?
0:34:18 > 0:34:22Oh, I... I liked it.
0:34:22 > 0:34:23Did you?
0:34:25 > 0:34:28You didn't find Milton's rhymes a little pouncing?
0:34:28 > 0:34:31No.
0:34:31 > 0:34:32Did you not?
0:34:32 > 0:34:34Not very.
0:34:42 > 0:34:45Is it the material of her dress that makes Miss Brawne's eyes
0:34:45 > 0:34:46so amber-like?
0:34:48 > 0:34:51Oh, yes, they are golden.
0:34:51 > 0:34:52Amber, almost.
0:34:52 > 0:34:54Yes. Yes, what colours are yours, Mr Brown?
0:34:54 > 0:34:57Mine?
0:35:04 > 0:35:05Suitcase brown.
0:35:05 > 0:35:07Fanny.
0:35:11 > 0:35:14Did you see Mr Brown?
0:35:14 > 0:35:16He was amazed.
0:35:16 > 0:35:19Well, all those authors in just one week is incredible.
0:35:19 > 0:35:21I know.
0:35:21 > 0:35:25But he sees that I am serious and I will read them.
0:35:28 > 0:35:32(KNOCKS ON GLASS)
0:35:37 > 0:35:40Fanny, it's a letter.
0:35:40 > 0:35:43I think it is a Valentine.
0:36:05 > 0:36:06"Darling Valentine,
0:36:06 > 0:36:12"I am not sure if you should have a kiss for your amber enchantress eyes,
0:36:12 > 0:36:15"or a whipping."
0:36:17 > 0:36:20"Yours, A Suitcase."
0:36:25 > 0:36:27(THUNDER)
0:36:27 > 0:36:29(HEAVY RAIN FALLS)
0:36:40 > 0:36:41Fanny!
0:36:43 > 0:36:45Mr Keats is behaving very oddly.
0:36:48 > 0:36:50Should I invite him inside?
0:37:02 > 0:37:05Mr Brown sent you a Valentine.
0:37:05 > 0:37:08I think it was a joke.
0:37:08 > 0:37:10< Keats!
0:37:10 > 0:37:12Keats! John, wait.
0:37:23 > 0:37:25- John. - I was away for ten days, Brown,
0:37:25 > 0:37:27with you encouraging me to stay on and get well.
0:37:27 > 0:37:29- John, easy. - You write Miss Brawne
0:37:29 > 0:37:31a Valentine's card. Are you lovers?
0:37:31 > 0:37:32- John. - That the truth?
0:37:32 > 0:37:33Easy.
0:37:33 > 0:37:35You sent a card, Charles.
0:37:35 > 0:37:37You have the income to marry. I have not. Did you accept it?
0:37:37 > 0:37:40John, I sent that Valentine...
0:37:42 > 0:37:43..it was only a jest.
0:37:43 > 0:37:46For whom? I'm not laughing, Miss Brawne is not laughing.
0:37:46 > 0:37:49I wrote the Valentine to amuse Fanny
0:37:49 > 0:37:51who makes a religion of flirting.
0:37:51 > 0:37:53John, she's what? A poetry scholar one week,
0:37:53 > 0:37:56and a military expert the next?
0:37:56 > 0:37:57It is a game.
0:37:57 > 0:38:00It is a game to her. She collects -
0:38:00 > 0:38:02There is a holiness to the heart's affections.
0:38:02 > 0:38:06Know you nothing of that?
0:38:16 > 0:38:18Believe me, it's not pride.
0:38:34 > 0:38:35Are you in love with Mr Brown?
0:38:47 > 0:38:50Why don't you speak?
0:38:51 > 0:38:53She can't speak because
0:38:53 > 0:38:57she only knows how to flirt and sew.
0:38:58 > 0:39:00Isn't that right?
0:39:02 > 0:39:05Yes, and read all Milton,
0:39:05 > 0:39:09whose rhymes do not pounce, Miss Brawne,
0:39:09 > 0:39:12because there are none!
0:39:12 > 0:39:14John, there are one or two of her kind
0:39:14 > 0:39:17in every fashionable drawing room of this city,
0:39:17 > 0:39:20gasping over skirt lengths!
0:39:24 > 0:39:26- I'm sorry. You can have a poetry lesson tomorrow.- No!
0:39:26 > 0:39:30I want to dance and flirt, talk of flounces and ribbons
0:39:30 > 0:39:33till I find my old happiness and humour.
0:39:38 > 0:39:40(THUNDER)
0:39:46 > 0:39:50- (KEATS)- What if the dwarf were to die in Act Two?
0:39:50 > 0:39:53And then we could introduce the princess sooner.
0:39:55 > 0:39:58Perhaps Act Three could begin with a tempest.
0:40:00 > 0:40:03What else do you think?
0:40:22 > 0:40:23We're going to live next door!
0:40:23 > 0:40:27The Dilkes are moving to Westminster
0:40:27 > 0:40:28and we get six months' half rent
0:40:28 > 0:40:32so we will be in the same house. We can all play football.
0:40:32 > 0:40:34It's a great economy for Mama.
0:40:37 > 0:40:39But only if you like.
0:40:39 > 0:40:42Have we broken for the day, Keats?
0:40:44 > 0:40:45Keats?
0:41:00 > 0:41:04But, if the Princess has already abandoned the dwarf,
0:41:04 > 0:41:06cannot we keep his love speech?
0:41:06 > 0:41:10I will have to change it, find another place for it.
0:41:10 > 0:41:13- We could give the love speech to... - Look out!
0:41:16 > 0:41:19Oh, sorry, right in the face!
0:41:19 > 0:41:22(KEATS & TOOTS LAUGH)
0:41:22 > 0:41:24Brown.
0:41:24 > 0:41:25Brown!
0:41:25 > 0:41:29- (TOOTS SHRIEKS)- Oh, no!
0:41:29 > 0:41:31What was that, Toots?
0:41:33 > 0:41:36(LAUGHTER)
0:41:36 > 0:41:39(SIGHS)
0:41:42 > 0:41:46If Mr Keats and myself are strolling in the meadow,
0:41:46 > 0:41:48lounging on a sofa, or staring into a wall,
0:41:48 > 0:41:51do not presume we are not working.
0:41:51 > 0:41:53Doing nothing is...
0:41:53 > 0:41:56..the musing of the poet.
0:41:56 > 0:42:00Are these musings what we common people know as thoughts?
0:42:00 > 0:42:01Thoughts?
0:42:01 > 0:42:04Yes, but of a weightier nature.
0:42:04 > 0:42:06Sinking thoughts?
0:42:06 > 0:42:08Not really, Miss Brawne.
0:42:08 > 0:42:12Musing, making one's mind available to inspiration.
0:42:12 > 0:42:14Mr Brown?
0:42:14 > 0:42:15As in amusing?
0:42:17 > 0:42:18Mr Brown.
0:42:18 > 0:42:20Our thoughts are all very simple,
0:42:20 > 0:42:23so you never need worry about interrupting us.
0:42:23 > 0:42:27And we should be happy if you would join us for dinner on any day.
0:42:44 > 0:42:47< (APPROACHING FOOTSTEPS)
0:42:47 > 0:42:50Can I choose which bed?
0:42:51 > 0:42:54(FOOTSTEPS OUTSIDE)
0:43:22 > 0:43:23Mr Keats?
0:44:10 > 0:44:12They're sniffing all the flowers in the garden
0:44:12 > 0:44:16to try and find the best scent.
0:44:16 > 0:44:18Mr Keats is being a bee.
0:44:23 > 0:44:25Thank you.
0:44:27 > 0:44:28Fanny!
0:44:28 > 0:44:31Come in.
0:44:31 > 0:44:34I need your help.
0:44:55 > 0:45:00Lie to me, tell me you did not dance last night.
0:45:00 > 0:45:02I did not sit down a single tune.
0:45:02 > 0:45:07You can see the truth in my slippers, completely scuffed.
0:45:07 > 0:45:09I don't know how I could have prevented it.
0:45:09 > 0:45:10I don't want to sit under the trees
0:45:10 > 0:45:13while you talk. I want to go and play on the swings.
0:45:13 > 0:45:15All right.
0:45:17 > 0:45:21Go higher, higher! No! A bit lower.
0:45:45 > 0:45:49I had such a dream last night.
0:45:49 > 0:45:51I was floating above the trees,
0:45:51 > 0:45:55with my lips connected to those of a beautiful figure.
0:45:55 > 0:45:58For what seemed like an age.
0:46:00 > 0:46:02Flowery treetops sprang up beneath us,
0:46:02 > 0:46:07and we rested on them with the lightness of a cloud.
0:46:13 > 0:46:16Who was the figure?
0:46:28 > 0:46:34I must have had my eyes closed, because I can't remember.
0:46:35 > 0:46:38And yet you remember the tree tops?
0:46:38 > 0:46:40Not so well as I remember the lips.
0:46:44 > 0:46:47Whose lips?
0:46:47 > 0:46:50Were they my lips?
0:47:28 > 0:47:30Fanny?
0:47:41 > 0:47:43Fanny?
0:47:48 > 0:47:50Fanny?
0:47:54 > 0:47:56< Fanny!
0:48:59 > 0:49:02(SAMUEL) Mr Brown bet I couldn't find a nightingale's nest.
0:49:02 > 0:49:06- (BROWN)- There is no nest and no bet.
0:49:08 > 0:49:10(MIMICS BIRD CALL)
0:49:10 > 0:49:11That one over there.
0:49:11 > 0:49:12You couldn't have seen it in a tree.
0:49:12 > 0:49:15- They don't nest in trees. - I know what I saw
0:49:15 > 0:49:17and it was a nightingale.
0:49:35 > 0:49:39"Soon, trembling in her soft and chilly nest,
0:49:39 > 0:49:45"In sort of wakeful swoon, perplex'd she lay..."
0:49:45 > 0:49:48See, here, there are tears.
0:49:51 > 0:49:54You are so far ahead of me and above me.
0:49:59 > 0:50:01Brown, I'm... amazed.
0:50:04 > 0:50:06Your writing...
0:50:06 > 0:50:12is... the finest thing in my life.
0:50:18 > 0:50:22You wrote this, little hand, did you do it?
0:50:31 > 0:50:35As one who truly loves you, I must warn you kindly of the trap
0:50:35 > 0:50:36that you are walking into, John.
0:50:36 > 0:50:38If you're going to speak of Miss Brawne,
0:50:38 > 0:50:41we have never agreed and cannot agree.
0:50:41 > 0:50:43For one or two of your slippery blisses,
0:50:43 > 0:50:45you'll lose your freedom permanently.
0:50:45 > 0:50:49You'll be slaving at medicine 15 hours a day and for what?
0:50:49 > 0:50:52To keep Mrs Keats in French ribbon.
0:50:54 > 0:50:57I cherish your talent, I truly do.
0:50:57 > 0:50:58Then allow me my happiness,
0:50:58 > 0:51:01for I am writing again.
0:51:28 > 0:51:33"My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains my sense,
0:51:33 > 0:51:36"As though of hemlock I had drunk,
0:51:36 > 0:51:38"Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains
0:51:38 > 0:51:42"One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk.
0:51:44 > 0:51:47"'Tis not through envy of thy happy lot,
0:51:47 > 0:51:50"But being too happy in thine happiness,
0:51:50 > 0:51:53"That thou, light-winged dryad of the trees
0:51:53 > 0:51:58"In some melodious plot of beechen green and shadows numberless,
0:51:58 > 0:52:00"Singest of summer in full-throated ease..."
0:52:13 > 0:52:15"Darkling, I listen,
0:52:17 > 0:52:19"And for many a time
0:52:21 > 0:52:26"I have been half in love with easeful death."
0:52:29 > 0:52:31Called him...
0:52:31 > 0:52:34"Call'd him soft names in many amused rhyme,
0:52:34 > 0:52:36Rhyme...
0:52:36 > 0:52:40"To take into the air my quiet breath...
0:52:40 > 0:52:42(DOOR CLOSES)
0:52:45 > 0:52:47"To cease upon the midnight with no pain,
0:52:50 > 0:52:55"While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad
0:52:55 > 0:52:57"In such an ecstasy."
0:53:02 > 0:53:04What?
0:53:05 > 0:53:09Have you told Miss Brawne our summer holiday or shall I?
0:53:13 > 0:53:14Not as yet.
0:53:18 > 0:53:21Mr Brown is doing his summer rental.
0:53:21 > 0:53:23So we both have to leave.
0:53:25 > 0:53:27We're meeting up on the Isle of Wight
0:53:27 > 0:53:30for some undisturbed writing and carousing.
0:53:40 > 0:53:43(CRIES)
0:53:44 > 0:53:47Mrs Brawne, may I speak to Fanny, please?
0:53:47 > 0:53:48No!
0:53:48 > 0:53:50I will not speak to him.
0:53:50 > 0:53:52Fanny, I was going to tell you.
0:54:00 > 0:54:03Fanny, I have no money.
0:54:04 > 0:54:07In fact, I am in debt.
0:54:08 > 0:54:11I must earn.
0:54:11 > 0:54:14I must write and make a living.
0:54:14 > 0:54:16If I fail, though I hate to think on it,
0:54:16 > 0:54:19then I must make way so another may marry and adore you as I wish to.
0:54:19 > 0:54:26No, I will not be adored. Ever again, by you or by anyone.
0:54:28 > 0:54:32(CRIES) I hate you.
0:54:48 > 0:54:50(DOORBELL RINGS)
0:54:53 > 0:54:55- Anything? - No, nothing.
0:55:01 > 0:55:02Nothing.
0:55:09 > 0:55:12Fanny, will you check my stitch? It's an open-work seam.
0:55:12 > 0:55:16God, no, Toots, I don't care a damn for stitches.
0:55:30 > 0:55:32(DOOR OPENS)
0:55:38 > 0:55:39No letter?
0:55:39 > 0:55:41Not today.
0:55:47 > 0:55:50Am I in love?
0:55:52 > 0:55:55Is this love?
0:55:59 > 0:56:02I shall never tease about it again.
0:56:06 > 0:56:09So sore, I believe one could die of it.
0:56:12 > 0:56:15(DOORBELL)
0:56:44 > 0:56:47"My Dearest Lady,
0:56:47 > 0:56:50I am now at a very pleasant cottage window,
0:56:50 > 0:56:52looking on to a beautifully hilly country,
0:56:52 > 0:56:55with a view of the sea."
0:56:55 > 0:56:57"The morning is very fine."
0:56:57 > 0:57:00"I do not know how elastic my spirit might be,
0:57:00 > 0:57:03what pleasure I might have in living here
0:57:03 > 0:57:07if the remembrance of you did not weigh so upon me."
0:57:07 > 0:57:10"Ask yourself, my love, whether you are not very cruel
0:57:10 > 0:57:15to have so entrammelled me, so destroyed my freedom."
0:57:15 > 0:57:19"For myself I know not how to express my devotion
0:57:19 > 0:57:21to so fair a form."
0:57:22 > 0:57:25"I want a brighter word than bright,
0:57:25 > 0:57:27a fairer word than fair."
0:57:29 > 0:57:34"I almost wish we were butterflies and liv'd but three summer days."
0:57:35 > 0:57:38"Three such days with you I could fill with more delight
0:57:38 > 0:57:41than fifty common years could ever contain."
0:57:46 > 0:57:48I love you.
0:57:49 > 0:57:50I love you, Toots.
0:57:54 > 0:57:58"Will you confess this in a letter, you must write immediately,
0:57:58 > 0:58:01and do all you can to console me in it -
0:58:01 > 0:58:04make it rich as a draught of poppies to intoxicate me -
0:58:04 > 0:58:08write the softest words and kiss them,
0:58:08 > 0:58:13that I may at least touch my lips where yours have been."
0:58:15 > 0:58:17"My Dear Mr Keats,
0:58:17 > 0:58:19thank you for your letter."
0:58:19 > 0:58:24"Lately, I've felt so nervous and ill that I had to stay five days in bed."
0:58:24 > 0:58:26"Having received your letter,
0:58:26 > 0:58:29I am up again, walking our paths in the heath."
0:58:29 > 0:58:33"I have begun a butterfly farm in my bedroom in honour of us."
0:58:33 > 0:58:36"Sammy and Toots are catching them for me."
0:58:36 > 0:58:40"Samuel has made a science of it and is collecting both caterpillars
0:58:40 > 0:58:45and chrysalises so we may have them fluttering about us a week or more."
0:58:49 > 0:58:53"I have two luxuries to brood over in my walks."
0:58:53 > 0:58:56"Your loveliness and the hour of my death."
0:58:56 > 0:59:01"O, that I could have possession of them both in the same minute."
0:59:01 > 0:59:05"I never knew before what such a love as you has made me feel was."
0:59:05 > 0:59:07"I did not believe in it."
0:59:07 > 0:59:10"But if you will fully love me, though there may be some fire,
0:59:10 > 0:59:12'twill not be more than we can bear
0:59:12 > 0:59:16when moistened and bedewed with pleasures."
0:59:17 > 0:59:21(Bedewed with pleasures...)
0:59:44 > 0:59:46There's no air.
0:59:46 > 0:59:47No, Mama, they love the heat.
0:59:47 > 0:59:49We're going to lose them.
0:59:49 > 0:59:51Listen, "I love you more
0:59:51 > 0:59:54in that I believe you have liked me for my own sake."
0:59:55 > 0:59:57"I have met with women whom I really think
0:59:57 > 1:00:01would like to be married to a poem, to be given away by a novel."
1:00:03 > 1:00:07Mama, don't be cross.
1:00:13 > 1:00:16When I don't hear from him, it's as if I've died.
1:00:16 > 1:00:20As if the air is sucked out from my lungs.
1:00:20 > 1:00:23And I am left desolate, but when I receive a letter,
1:00:23 > 1:00:26I know our world is real.
1:00:26 > 1:00:29It's the one I care for.
1:00:30 > 1:00:33Watch the butterfly.
1:00:33 > 1:00:35Well, move it.
1:00:49 > 1:00:50Fanny wants a knife.
1:00:50 > 1:00:53What for?
1:00:53 > 1:00:55To kill herself.
1:00:57 > 1:01:00(CRIES) It's all over.
1:01:02 > 1:01:05I have such a short letter after all this time.
1:01:05 > 1:01:07No, Topper.
1:01:10 > 1:01:13(CRIES)
1:01:13 > 1:01:16Saying he was in London.
1:01:16 > 1:01:18In London and couldn't bring himself to visit
1:01:18 > 1:01:20for fear it would burn him up.
1:01:20 > 1:01:22He's made no fortune
1:01:22 > 1:01:25and is ashamed of it.
1:01:25 > 1:01:29If only he knew how little I, even you, care for that now.
1:01:29 > 1:01:31(CRIES)
1:01:44 > 1:01:47You missed that one.
1:01:47 > 1:01:51- Hello.- Hello.
1:01:53 > 1:01:55(KNOCK ON DOOR)
1:02:01 > 1:02:03Mama asked me to welcome you home.
1:02:03 > 1:02:06And introduce you to Miss O'Donoghue, our new maid,
1:02:06 > 1:02:08who may also do for you.
1:02:08 > 1:02:10Please, sir, call me Abigail,
1:02:10 > 1:02:11or Abby.
1:02:11 > 1:02:14Very well. Be sure you do not enter if the door is closed.
1:02:14 > 1:02:17Yes, sir.
1:02:24 > 1:02:28Mr Keats is not coming back. He's gone to live in London.
1:02:30 > 1:02:34Please tell Mr Keats that we Brawnes have kept safe all his things.
1:02:46 > 1:02:49Mr Brown has said that I could learn to read still.
1:02:49 > 1:02:52I said to him, "Sure, what would I read?"
1:02:52 > 1:02:58He said, "Abigail, even the Bible is not so dull as you might believe."
1:02:58 > 1:03:01"And that in the Songs of Solomon,
1:03:01 > 1:03:06there are some bits so juicy they make even a church man blush."
1:03:06 > 1:03:10And he said that when I get down to the reading myself,
1:03:10 > 1:03:12I'll see he tells not one word of a lie.
1:03:28 > 1:03:31Hello, Toots.
1:03:36 > 1:03:38(LAUGHS)
1:03:43 > 1:03:45Hello, Mr Keats.
1:03:47 > 1:03:48Hello, Miss Brawne.
1:03:54 > 1:03:56Mother, we found it.
1:03:56 > 1:03:59Fanny had the key like I thought.
1:04:14 > 1:04:18What do you need for London?
1:04:48 > 1:04:50Your vest has no lining.
1:04:55 > 1:04:58And your coat...
1:05:05 > 1:05:07..has a small hole.
1:05:07 > 1:05:10I could mend it so you wouldn't see it.
1:05:13 > 1:05:17"My sweet girl, I am living today in yesterday."
1:05:17 > 1:05:21"I was in a complete fascination all day."
1:05:21 > 1:05:23"I feel myself at your mercy."
1:05:23 > 1:05:26"Write me ever so few lines, and tell me you will never forever
1:05:26 > 1:05:30be less kind than to me then yesterday."
1:05:30 > 1:05:31"You dazzled me."
1:05:31 > 1:05:35"There is nothing in the world so bright and delicate."
1:05:36 > 1:05:39"You have absorbed me."
1:05:39 > 1:05:43"I have a sensation at the present moment as if I was dissolving."
1:05:59 > 1:06:01Fanny.
1:06:01 > 1:06:04Mrs Dilke is telling me that, erm...
1:06:04 > 1:06:07..Mr Keats is proposing to move in next door again.
1:06:07 > 1:06:10And she wants to know if I have any objections.
1:06:10 > 1:06:13Of course you don't.
1:06:13 > 1:06:16Mr Brown is Mr Keats' best friend. Why would we object?
1:06:18 > 1:06:24Fanny, Mr Dilke and I are worried that such close connection
1:06:24 > 1:06:26may prove restrictive for you.
1:06:26 > 1:06:27No.
1:06:27 > 1:06:32Mr Keats can't afford to marry.
1:06:32 > 1:06:35His situation is really quite hopeless.
1:06:35 > 1:06:38And if he is next door, how will you meet anyone else?
1:06:38 > 1:06:41How will you go to dances?
1:06:41 > 1:06:43Oh, you are engaged.
1:06:43 > 1:06:45It's his mother's ring, it's not an engagement ring.
1:06:45 > 1:06:49- You are not to wear it. - I wear it on the finger next door.
1:06:49 > 1:06:51Do not even discuss it.
1:06:51 > 1:06:54You taught me love. You never said, "Only the rich."
1:06:54 > 1:06:56"Only a thimbleful."
1:06:56 > 1:07:00Attachment is such a difficult thing to undo.
1:08:42 > 1:08:46"Pillow'd upon my fair love's ripening breast,
1:08:47 > 1:08:51To feel forever its soft swell and fall,
1:08:53 > 1:08:56Awake for ever in a sweet unrest,
1:08:57 > 1:09:02Still, still to hear her tender-taken breath..."
1:09:08 > 1:09:09It's new.
1:09:12 > 1:09:14From which poem?
1:09:16 > 1:09:17Yours.
1:09:27 > 1:09:30Bright Star.
1:09:31 > 1:09:34"Would I were steadfast as thou art,
1:09:36 > 1:09:40Not in lone splendour hung aloft the night..."
1:09:45 > 1:09:49Why do you say "not"?
1:09:49 > 1:09:52"Not in lone splendour."
1:09:52 > 1:09:58You fear I am not steadfast because I oblige Mama by going to a dance?
1:10:01 > 1:10:03Don't tease, Fanny.
1:10:05 > 1:10:07Why are you laughing?
1:10:09 > 1:10:12I shall tell her I am unwell.
1:10:14 > 1:10:15No, go.
1:10:17 > 1:10:20Go.
1:10:21 > 1:10:23Go.
1:10:25 > 1:10:26Good Irish Abigail,
1:10:26 > 1:10:29who never did fail to make a scone
1:10:29 > 1:10:31as good as a swan.
1:10:38 > 1:10:40Would you like some jam with that, sir?
1:10:40 > 1:10:42Please.
1:10:47 > 1:10:49> Delicious.
1:10:55 > 1:10:57< Fanny?
1:10:57 > 1:10:59Come in, it's turned cold.
1:10:59 > 1:11:03Mr Keats has gone to London with no coat.
1:11:36 > 1:11:38John, have you had wine?
1:11:39 > 1:11:43I was...severely chilled.
1:11:44 > 1:11:48I was on the outside of the coach.
1:11:50 > 1:11:52But now I don't feel it.
1:11:52 > 1:11:56- (LOUD KNOCKING) - < Abigail!
1:11:56 > 1:12:00< Abigail, get up, dress yourself, we need a doctor.
1:12:03 > 1:12:06Abigail! Bring the water.
1:12:06 > 1:12:09I need a basin, a towel.
1:12:09 > 1:12:11And glasses. I need glasses.
1:12:11 > 1:12:13- Let me help, I can - - Stand back, stand back.
1:12:40 > 1:12:43Keats has already asked
1:12:43 > 1:12:46to see Miss Brawne, but I have managed him
1:12:46 > 1:12:47and said she had gone into town.
1:12:47 > 1:12:49But I have not.
1:12:49 > 1:12:52I'm speaking of keeping Mr Keats calm.
1:12:52 > 1:12:54This is a deception I will not join.
1:12:54 > 1:12:58No, no, no. It is not a deception.
1:12:58 > 1:13:03I am simply determined to preserve the life of my friend.
1:13:03 > 1:13:06You would have it that I kill Mr Keats with affection.
1:13:06 > 1:13:08- Fanny. - Perhaps you will.
1:13:08 > 1:13:09Apparently there's nothing I can do
1:13:09 > 1:13:14to persuade you of the gravity of the situation. Keats is in my care.
1:13:14 > 1:13:17All visits will follow my regime or they will not happen.
1:13:17 > 1:13:19Please, we Brawnes will do whatever we can
1:13:19 > 1:13:22to restore Mr Keats to health.
1:13:22 > 1:13:24Hmm?
1:13:37 > 1:13:40I was wondering where you were.
1:13:40 > 1:13:42I've been waiting to be with you.
1:13:42 > 1:13:45The whole day.
1:13:46 > 1:13:47Last night, there was a...
1:13:47 > 1:13:50(COUGHS)
1:13:54 > 1:13:56There was a great rush of blood.
1:13:58 > 1:14:00Such that I thought that I would...
1:14:00 > 1:14:02..suffocate.
1:14:04 > 1:14:06And I said to Mr Brown,
1:14:07 > 1:14:10"This is unfortunate."
1:14:11 > 1:14:14- My thoughts were of you. - (KNOCK ON DOOR)
1:14:41 > 1:14:43"My sweet creature."
1:14:43 > 1:14:47"When I send this round, I shall be in the front parlour,
1:14:47 > 1:14:51watching to see you show yourself for a minute in the garden."
1:14:54 > 1:14:56"When I look back upon the ecstasies
1:14:56 > 1:15:00in which I have passed some days, and the miseries in their turn,
1:15:00 > 1:15:03I wonder the more at the beauty which has kept up the spell
1:15:03 > 1:15:04so fervently."
1:15:04 > 1:15:06"How horrid was the chance
1:15:06 > 1:15:09of slipping into the ground instead of into your arms."
1:15:11 > 1:15:14"The difference is amazing, love."
1:15:19 > 1:15:23- Go on. Go on, now. - Brown, Brown, Brown.
1:15:23 > 1:15:25I get anxious if I don't see her.
1:15:31 > 1:15:33Why not bed her?
1:15:33 > 1:15:36She'd do whatever you wished.
1:15:36 > 1:15:39It might relieve your condition.
1:15:50 > 1:15:52"Do not take the trouble of writing much."
1:15:52 > 1:15:55"Merely send me my goodnight to put under my pillow."
1:15:55 > 1:15:58- (KNOCK ON DOOR) - "John Keats."
1:16:41 > 1:16:43"Let me no longer detain you from going to town."
1:16:43 > 1:16:46"There may be no end to this imprisoning of you."
1:16:49 > 1:16:52"Perhaps you had better not come before tomorrow evening."
1:16:52 > 1:16:54"You know our situation."
1:16:54 > 1:16:56"I am recommended not even to read poetry,
1:16:56 > 1:16:59much less write it."
1:16:59 > 1:17:02"I wish I had even a little hope."
1:17:02 > 1:17:05"I cannot say, "Forget me",
1:17:05 > 1:17:09but I would mention that there are impossibilities in the world."
1:17:51 > 1:17:52John.
1:17:55 > 1:17:58Why do you say, "impossibilities"?
1:17:58 > 1:18:02I have coughed blood again.
1:18:06 > 1:18:11I fear the... disease has the upper hand.
1:18:12 > 1:18:15And I will not recover.
1:18:15 > 1:18:16I can't leave you.
1:18:19 > 1:18:23I have such clear hope for your new book of poems.
1:18:23 > 1:18:27John, they are more beautiful than any I've read of Mr Coleridge,
1:18:27 > 1:18:31Mr Wordsworth, even Lord Byron.
1:18:34 > 1:18:39"O what can ail thee, knight-at-arms,
1:18:39 > 1:18:41Alone and palely loitering?
1:18:44 > 1:18:47The sedge has wither'd from the lake,
1:18:47 > 1:18:50And no birds sing."
1:18:52 > 1:18:55"I met a lady in the meads.
1:18:58 > 1:19:01Full beautiful - a faery's child,
1:19:01 > 1:19:07Her hair was long, her foot was light,
1:19:07 > 1:19:10And her eyes were wild.
1:19:11 > 1:19:15I set her on my pacing steed,
1:19:15 > 1:19:18And nothing else saw all day long,
1:19:20 > 1:19:24For sidelong would she bend, and sing
1:19:24 > 1:19:26A faery's song."
1:19:26 > 1:19:30"She found me roots of relish sweet
1:19:30 > 1:19:32And honey wild
1:19:32 > 1:19:35And manna dew
1:19:35 > 1:19:39And sure in language strange she said,
1:19:39 > 1:19:41'I love thee true.'"
1:19:41 > 1:19:43"She took me to her elfin grot"
1:19:43 > 1:19:48"And there she wept and sigh'd full sore"
1:19:48 > 1:19:54"And there I shut her wild wild eyes with kisses four
1:19:55 > 1:19:59And there she lulled me asleep,
1:19:59 > 1:20:03And there I dream'd - ah! woe betide! -
1:20:03 > 1:20:06The latest dream I ever dream'd
1:20:09 > 1:20:12On the cold hill's side."
1:20:15 > 1:20:18(PANS CLATTER)
1:20:18 > 1:20:20Abigail?
1:20:26 > 1:20:27Here it is.
1:20:27 > 1:20:29Mr Brown said to give it to you tomorrow,
1:20:29 > 1:20:32but I'll not wait.
1:20:33 > 1:20:41He is the most cruel, dead-hearted man in this entire world.
1:20:41 > 1:20:43Oh, my God.
1:20:44 > 1:20:46Oh, my God.
1:20:46 > 1:20:49I wish I were dead!
1:20:50 > 1:20:52I'm boiling with fury.
1:20:52 > 1:20:54You must not convulse again.
1:20:55 > 1:20:57Abigail is with child.
1:20:57 > 1:21:02To whom, out of fear or shame, she would not say.
1:21:02 > 1:21:05We, Brown, must find out who it is.
1:21:05 > 1:21:08And when we have his name, then butcher or baker,
1:21:08 > 1:21:11he shall face up to his indecency.
1:21:11 > 1:21:13Will you call her?
1:21:13 > 1:21:15It's not necessary.
1:21:18 > 1:21:22She has me believe I'm the father.
1:21:22 > 1:21:25My God, I had no...
1:21:25 > 1:21:27..no notion of a love affair.
1:21:30 > 1:21:32There was none.
1:21:32 > 1:21:35Or I must have slept through it.
1:21:35 > 1:21:38With what ease you help yourself...
1:21:38 > 1:21:41I have agreed to pay for the child.
1:21:42 > 1:21:48And the worst thing is, I can't keep this place.
1:21:48 > 1:21:52I've to start my summer rental early
1:21:52 > 1:21:58and I feel wretched, turning you out while you're so unwell.
1:21:58 > 1:22:02But, John, I can't do anything else. I'm overloaded with debt.
1:22:02 > 1:22:04Don't concern yourself.
1:22:04 > 1:22:07I shall manage.
1:22:07 > 1:22:08Stupid, stupid.
1:22:18 > 1:22:22In what stumbling ways a new soul is begun.
1:22:22 > 1:22:24I would very much value your opinion, Mr Keats,
1:22:24 > 1:22:27on a new painting of mine, "The Cave of Despair".
1:22:27 > 1:22:31> If you suggest he won't survive another winter in England,
1:22:31 > 1:22:32then we must do something.
1:22:32 > 1:22:35Gentlemen, I think we should hear Dr Bree on the issue of climate
1:22:35 > 1:22:37for Keats's health.
1:22:37 > 1:22:39Well, a move to a gentler climate is essential.
1:22:39 > 1:22:40I would recommend Italy.
1:22:40 > 1:22:43- Rome? - Rome is good.
1:22:43 > 1:22:47- Does he want to go to Rome? - Well, he has to go.
1:22:47 > 1:22:50He won't live through another winter in England.
1:22:53 > 1:22:55How do you feel about Italy, John?
1:22:55 > 1:22:58> I do think there is an issue of finance.
1:22:58 > 1:23:01(COUGHS)
1:23:01 > 1:23:05Could we not, between us, start a fund or a collection?
1:23:05 > 1:23:07< It seems possible.
1:23:10 > 1:23:14Of course, he'll need a travelling companion. Brown, you'll go.
1:23:14 > 1:23:17Absolutely. Absolutely. Someone must go.
1:23:17 > 1:23:21- I'm not sure I shall be able. - Is that a no?
1:23:21 > 1:23:23Miss? Miss?
1:23:32 > 1:23:36I can help find a room for the summer, John, if you want?
1:23:38 > 1:23:40Sam?
1:23:40 > 1:23:41Walk behind.
1:23:45 > 1:23:47I want to go to Italy with you.
1:23:47 > 1:23:51- We can marry and I'll go with you. - My friends talk of going to Italy,
1:23:51 > 1:23:53but I have so little money...
1:23:53 > 1:23:55< Spare a penny, sir?
1:23:55 > 1:23:58I can barely afford these Kentish Town rooms.
1:23:58 > 1:24:01- Farewell me here. - Why?
1:24:03 > 1:24:05We don't do linen.
1:24:10 > 1:24:12(BABY CRIES)
1:24:12 > 1:24:15All right! I'm coming!
1:24:15 > 1:24:18(DRIPPING WATER)
1:24:19 > 1:24:21(KEATS COUGHS)
1:24:32 > 1:24:34Mr Hunt can't have meant this room.
1:24:40 > 1:24:42I told you not to come.
1:24:44 > 1:24:46Go now.
1:24:49 > 1:24:51Go.
1:24:55 > 1:24:57Oh, please start.
1:24:59 > 1:25:03- Please start. - Where's Fanny?
1:25:03 > 1:25:05She's not eating.
1:25:18 > 1:25:22Are you all right?
1:25:24 > 1:25:27How long has Mr Keats been away?
1:25:27 > 1:25:29Five weeks.
1:25:29 > 1:25:32Perhaps it is for the best.
1:25:32 > 1:25:34Whose best?
1:25:34 > 1:25:38I thought it might be a relief to be separated,
1:25:38 > 1:25:42when the circumstances are so difficult.
1:25:42 > 1:25:44You all wish I would give up.
1:25:44 > 1:25:47But I can't.
1:25:47 > 1:25:50Even if I wanted to, I cannot.
1:26:32 > 1:26:34John?
1:26:34 > 1:26:37Keep away from me. You do not love me.
1:26:37 > 1:26:41If you have not a crystal conscience this past month.
1:26:41 > 1:26:42Oh, my love.
1:26:42 > 1:26:45(COUGHS)
1:26:49 > 1:26:51I thought my heart was breaking.
1:26:54 > 1:26:55Mama!
1:26:55 > 1:26:58MAMA!
1:26:59 > 1:27:03Mr Keats? Toots, the door.
1:27:09 > 1:27:11Take care.
1:27:11 > 1:27:14(COUGHS)
1:27:22 > 1:27:23Thank you.
1:27:26 > 1:27:27Was there any blood?
1:27:27 > 1:27:28No.
1:27:30 > 1:27:33Is he staying here?
1:27:33 > 1:27:34Yes, yes.
1:27:34 > 1:27:37Tonight.
1:27:38 > 1:27:41Well, I need to examine the patient.
1:27:51 > 1:27:55May he stay tomorrow? Until he leaves for Italy?
1:27:55 > 1:27:57You're not even officially engaged.
1:27:57 > 1:28:00Can't we be?
1:28:02 > 1:28:04There is no end to this.
1:28:04 > 1:28:06Next you'll want to marry
1:28:06 > 1:28:07then travel to Rome.
1:28:07 > 1:28:10Oh, I should never have moved into this house.
1:28:10 > 1:28:11I've let this happen.
1:28:11 > 1:28:13Just until Italy.
1:28:15 > 1:28:19You are already the source of so much gossip.
1:28:19 > 1:28:22Well, then let us be engaged.
1:28:36 > 1:28:38> (COUGHING)
1:29:00 > 1:29:02Toots.
1:29:11 > 1:29:13Have you been eating rosebuds again?
1:29:17 > 1:29:20So do where your cheeks get their blush?
1:29:25 > 1:29:27I confirmed your ship.
1:29:27 > 1:29:28The Maria Crowther,
1:29:28 > 1:29:31- sailing for Naples. - When does she leave?
1:29:31 > 1:29:33- In ten days. - So soon?- Autumn is coming.
1:29:33 > 1:29:34I'm afraid if you delay,
1:29:34 > 1:29:37there will be less and less reason to hope.
1:29:37 > 1:29:41Then there's no putting it off.
1:29:41 > 1:29:43I must march against the battery.
1:29:43 > 1:29:45< Allow me to pour you another, Mr Severn.
1:29:45 > 1:29:47Really? Perhaps I might just...
1:29:47 > 1:29:48Is his passage fully paid for?
1:29:48 > 1:29:51(Yes, yes, everything is taken care of.)
1:29:53 > 1:29:57What if something should happen to Mr Keats, or...
1:29:57 > 1:30:00..or even to you?
1:30:00 > 1:30:02In a foreign country?
1:30:02 > 1:30:04How would you survive?
1:30:04 > 1:30:07It shouldn't be Severn.
1:30:07 > 1:30:09He barely knows him.
1:30:09 > 1:30:11Where is that fool Mr Brown when he's needed?
1:30:11 > 1:30:14Why hasn't he written?
1:30:14 > 1:30:16I found a goose.
1:30:16 > 1:30:18For Mr Keats' last dinner.
1:30:20 > 1:30:22Don't say last.
1:30:27 > 1:30:29(CLAPPING)
1:30:29 > 1:30:32One, two, three, one, two, three, one, two, three...
1:30:32 > 1:30:35And one, two, three, one, two, three...
1:30:35 > 1:30:39(CLAPS AND COUNTS FASTER AND FASTER)
1:30:45 > 1:30:46Toots.
1:30:50 > 1:30:51Mr Keats?
1:30:51 > 1:30:54(WHISPERS) One, two, three, one, two, three...
1:30:56 > 1:30:58- Oh! And she's gone. - What happened there?
1:31:07 > 1:31:11One, two, three, one, two, three...
1:31:11 > 1:31:13Very good.
1:31:18 > 1:31:19And don't come back.
1:31:19 > 1:31:21There's no autumn around here.
1:31:21 > 1:31:24- > (COUGHS) - Careful.
1:31:24 > 1:31:27Are you all right?
1:31:30 > 1:31:33Shall we sit down?
1:32:27 > 1:32:30Mrs Brawne, that's for you.
1:32:30 > 1:32:35Oh, oh, that's beautiful.
1:32:35 > 1:32:38Oh, my dear, mad boy.
1:32:38 > 1:32:39Is it successful?
1:32:39 > 1:32:43There were two very positive reviews by friends.
1:32:43 > 1:32:47And... six mainly positive.
1:32:47 > 1:32:49And four hostile.
1:32:50 > 1:32:52I don't know, is that successful?
1:32:52 > 1:32:56Yes. Extremely so.
1:32:56 > 1:32:57So, they are selling well?
1:33:03 > 1:33:04Come back,
1:33:04 > 1:33:09live with us, marry our Fanny.
1:33:24 > 1:33:26I love you.
1:33:32 > 1:33:35We should say our goodbyes now.
1:33:45 > 1:33:47(FANNY CRIES)
1:33:51 > 1:33:53Shall we awake...
1:33:58 > 1:34:01..and find all this is a dream?
1:34:01 > 1:34:04(SOBS)
1:34:04 > 1:34:06There must be another life,
1:34:06 > 1:34:10you can't be created for this kind of suffering.
1:34:20 > 1:34:26I doubt that we will see each other again on this earth.
1:34:30 > 1:34:34Then why are you leaving?
1:34:34 > 1:34:37Why must you go?
1:34:37 > 1:34:41Because my friends have paid my way.
1:34:41 > 1:34:43It is a hopeless hope, but how can I refuse them?
1:34:43 > 1:34:45Say you're too ill.
1:34:47 > 1:34:48We have woven a web,
1:34:48 > 1:34:50you and I.
1:34:51 > 1:34:54Attached to this world,
1:34:54 > 1:34:57but a separate world of our own invention.
1:34:57 > 1:35:00We must cut the threads, Fanny.
1:35:00 > 1:35:02No.
1:35:02 > 1:35:04No!
1:35:06 > 1:35:09I can't.
1:35:10 > 1:35:12I never will.
1:35:21 > 1:35:24You know I would do anything.
1:35:30 > 1:35:33I have a conscience.
1:35:48 > 1:35:51Let's pretend I will return in spring.
1:35:51 > 1:35:53You will return.
1:36:04 > 1:36:07We will live in the country.
1:36:09 > 1:36:12Close to Mama.
1:36:12 > 1:36:17And our bedroom will look out on to a little apple orchard.
1:36:17 > 1:36:19And beyond that, a mountain in a mist.
1:36:21 > 1:36:24We can make a garden where every sort of wild flower grows.
1:36:27 > 1:36:31And we will go to bed while the sun is still high.
1:36:33 > 1:36:39And when it becomes dark, the moon will shine through the shutters.
1:36:44 > 1:36:47And I will hold you close.
1:36:47 > 1:36:50And kiss your breasts.
1:36:50 > 1:36:51Your arms.
1:36:53 > 1:36:55Your waist.
1:36:58 > 1:37:01Everywhere.
1:37:11 > 1:37:13Touch has a memory.
1:37:15 > 1:37:17I know it.
1:37:37 > 1:37:39< (CHURCH BELL TOLLS)
1:37:46 > 1:37:47Not a word.
1:38:17 > 1:38:18(CARRIAGE DOOR CLOSES)
1:38:29 > 1:38:30Mama!
1:38:30 > 1:38:32Mr Brown's baby has red hair.
1:38:32 > 1:38:35Hello!
1:38:35 > 1:38:38You beautiful boy!
1:38:38 > 1:38:41Hello, oh, well done, well done.
1:38:41 > 1:38:45Hello. It is so nice to meet you.
1:38:49 > 1:38:50You've seen the baby?
1:38:53 > 1:38:56Looks like Abigail.
1:39:01 > 1:39:03John's reached Naples.
1:39:04 > 1:39:07They quarantined his ship.
1:39:07 > 1:39:09He wrote that he made
1:39:09 > 1:39:13more puns out of desperation in two weeks
1:39:13 > 1:39:15than he had in any year of his life.
1:39:15 > 1:39:17< (BABY CRIES)
1:39:18 > 1:39:20Should have liked to have been there
1:39:20 > 1:39:24- to have heard them. - You could have...
1:39:24 > 1:39:26..had you gone.
1:39:26 > 1:39:30(BABY SCREAMS)
1:39:34 > 1:39:35It's not that simple,
1:39:35 > 1:39:38with the baby,
1:39:38 > 1:39:41and my funds reduced.
1:39:41 > 1:39:47And then, there is this issue of the snow and the Alps.
1:39:47 > 1:39:49And the lack of will.
1:39:56 > 1:39:59Shall I say it aloud?
1:39:59 > 1:40:01Will that satisfy you?
1:40:04 > 1:40:07Shall I say it?
1:40:07 > 1:40:09I have failed John Keats.
1:40:09 > 1:40:12I've failed John Keats.
1:40:12 > 1:40:16I failed John Keats!
1:40:16 > 1:40:19I failed him, I failed him. (STAMPS HIS FEET)
1:40:21 > 1:40:23I did not know until now
1:40:23 > 1:40:27how tightly he had wound himself around my heart.
1:40:27 > 1:40:30< (BABY SCREAMS)
1:40:36 > 1:40:37It's for you, Mama.
1:40:37 > 1:40:40It's from Italy.
1:40:55 > 1:40:57It's from Mr Keats.
1:40:59 > 1:41:02He says, "It looks like a dream."
1:41:08 > 1:41:11> (CHILDREN LAUGH)
1:42:18 > 1:42:21Start again.
1:42:41 > 1:42:44< (DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES)
1:42:53 > 1:42:56It's cold out.
1:42:57 > 1:42:59How are you all?
1:42:59 > 1:43:03We are all quite well enough, but how is Mr Keats?
1:43:03 > 1:43:05Mrs Brawne, it is...
1:43:05 > 1:43:11..as unbearable to me as I know it is to you.
1:43:13 > 1:43:15Mr Keats has died.
1:43:17 > 1:43:22I received an account from Severn.
1:43:22 > 1:43:26And I have copied it for you, Miss Brawne.
1:43:26 > 1:43:28Shall I just read it?
1:43:41 > 1:43:42"Friday."
1:43:42 > 1:43:45"23rd February."
1:43:45 > 1:43:51"At four in the afternoon, Keats called me, 'Severn, Severn,'
1:43:51 > 1:43:57'lift me up for I am dying. I shall die easy.'"
1:43:57 > 1:43:59"'Don't be frightened.'"
1:43:59 > 1:44:02"'Thank God it has come.'"
1:44:02 > 1:44:06"At one point, a cold heavy sweat broke out over his whole body
1:44:06 > 1:44:10and he whispered, 'Don't breathe on me,
1:44:10 > 1:44:13it comes like ice.'"
1:44:13 > 1:44:15"Keats died imperceptibly."
1:44:15 > 1:44:18No more.
1:44:27 > 1:44:30(WHIMPERS)
1:44:41 > 1:44:44Oh, God.
1:44:46 > 1:44:48< Oh, God.
1:44:48 > 1:44:50< John.
1:44:50 > 1:44:54< (CRYING)
1:44:54 > 1:44:55< Mama!
1:45:02 > 1:45:05Mama!
1:45:05 > 1:45:09I-I can't breathe.
1:45:10 > 1:45:12Mama!
1:45:24 > 1:45:28Oh, Mama.
1:45:28 > 1:45:30(SOBS)
1:46:30 > 1:46:32Sammy?
1:46:32 > 1:46:33Samuel?
1:46:42 > 1:46:45> (FOOTSTEPS)
1:46:57 > 1:47:01"Bright star,
1:47:01 > 1:47:05would I were steadfast as thou art,
1:47:07 > 1:47:13Not in lone splendour hung aloft the night
1:47:13 > 1:47:16And watching,
1:47:16 > 1:47:20With eternal lids apart,
1:47:20 > 1:47:26Like nature's patient, sleepless Eremite,
1:47:27 > 1:47:31The moving waters at their priestlike task
1:47:31 > 1:47:35Of pure ablution round earth's human shores,
1:47:35 > 1:47:39Or gazing on the new soft-fallen mask
1:47:39 > 1:47:42Of snow upon the mountains and the moors,
1:47:44 > 1:47:49No, yet still steadfast,
1:47:49 > 1:47:52Still unchangeable,
1:47:54 > 1:48:00Pillow'd upon my fair love's ripening breast,
1:48:00 > 1:48:04To feel for ever
1:48:04 > 1:48:08Its soft swell and fall,
1:48:10 > 1:48:12Awake for ever
1:48:15 > 1:48:19In a sweet unrest,
1:48:22 > 1:48:25Still, still to hear her tender-taken breath,
1:48:28 > 1:48:31And so live ever,
1:48:31 > 1:48:35Or else swoon to death."
1:49:04 > 1:49:10"My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains my sense,
1:49:10 > 1:49:13As though of hemlock I had drunk,
1:49:13 > 1:49:15Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains
1:49:15 > 1:49:20One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk,
1:49:20 > 1:49:23'Tis not through envy of thy happy lot,
1:49:23 > 1:49:26But being too happy in thy happiness,
1:49:26 > 1:49:29That thou, light-winged dryad of the trees,
1:49:29 > 1:49:30In some melodious plot
1:49:30 > 1:49:33Of beechen green and shadows numberless,
1:49:33 > 1:49:38Singest of summer in full-throated ease.
1:49:38 > 1:49:41O for a draught of vintage that hath been
1:49:41 > 1:49:44Cool'd a long age in the deep-delved earth,
1:49:44 > 1:49:47Tasting of Flora and the country-green,
1:49:47 > 1:49:51Dance, and Provencal song, and sunburnt mirth!
1:49:51 > 1:49:54O for a beaker full of the warm South!
1:49:54 > 1:49:57Full of the true, the blushful Hippocrene,
1:49:57 > 1:50:00With beaded bubbles winking at the brim,
1:50:00 > 1:50:03And purple-stained mouth..."