Only a few comments for this lovely reading of Keats by a beloved thespian? Strange. Stephen Fry reads with great insight and love of the words and their profound meaning. Thou wast not born for death dear pundit! Sing forth thy colourful anthem of kindly wit midst the alien corn of foul mouthed celebriry and send forth thy ecstatic song of truth far and wide over the barking hounds of bigotry and war. Put more simply: now more than ever need we Stephen Fry to speak his calm, witty compassionate truth as we once again find the country flirting with intolerance and xenophobia.
That urban backdrop in the window is quite jarring in the context of a beautiful poem.
Outstanding!!! Superb !!! Classical !!! Amazing!!!
Muito bonito! Leitura grave e fluida, verdadeira aula de declamação. Sentido que ultrapassa a barreira da língua.
Beautiful!
Already with thee! tender is the night,
Only a few comments for this lovely reading of Keats by a beloved thespian? Strange.
Stephen Fry reads with great insight and love of the words and their profound meaning. Thou wast not born for death dear pundit! Sing forth thy colourful anthem of kindly wit midst the alien corn of foul mouthed celebriry and send forth thy ecstatic song of truth far and wide over the barking hounds of bigotry and war.
Put more simply: now more than ever need we Stephen Fry to speak his calm, witty compassionate truth as we once again find the country flirting with intolerance and xenophobia.
Lovely comment thanks. I came to hear this poem from having googled 'the blushful hippocrene', as it just came up in Life After Life by Kate Atkinson
It's REALLY difficult to find a version I'm happy with. It's best that I keep trying on my own I guess. Find it myself.
Bravo Stephen Frye!
“Where but to think is to be full of sorrow”
The birth of absurdism