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Read by Juliet Stevenson & Lindsay Duncan
After great pain, a formal feeling comes – The Nerves sit ceremonious, like Tombs – The stiff Heart questions was it He, that bore, And Yesterday or, Centuries before? The…
Read by Lindsay Duncan, Juliet Stevenson, Felicity Jones + 2 others
My life closed twice before its close – It yet remains to see If Immortality unveil A third event to me, So huge, so hopeless to conceive As these that…
Read by Lindsay Duncan
Fame is a fickle food Upon a shifting plate Whose table once a Guest but not The second time is set. Whose crumbs the crows inspect And with ironic caw…
Read by John Mortimer
When all around grew drear and dark, And reason half withheld her ray – And hope but shed a dying spark Which more misled my lonely way; In that deep…
Read by Alan Cox & Tom Hollander
Oh, talk not to me of a name great in story; The days of our youth are the days of our glory; And the myrtle and ivy of sweet two-and-twenty…
Read by Colin Salmon & Alan Cox
I She walks in beauty, like the night. Of cloudless climes and starry skies; And all that’s best of dark and bright. Meet in her aspect and her eyes: Thus…
When we two parted In silence and tears, Half broken-hearted To sever for years, Pale grew thy cheek and cold, Colder thy kiss; Truly that hour foretold Sorrow to this….
Read by Colin Salmon, Lily James, Freddie Fox + 5 others
I So, we’ll go no more a roving So late into the night, Though the heart be still as loving, And the moon be still as bright. II For the…
I had a dream, which was not all a dream. The bright sun was extinguish’d, and the stars Did wander darkling in the eternal space, Rayless, and pathless, and the…
Read by Tom Hollander
I The Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold, And his cohorts were gleaming in purple and gold; And the sheen of their spears was like stars on…
Read by Joel MacCormack, Patrick Kennedy, Elizabeth McGovern + 2 others
CANTO THE FIRST. Oh, thou, in Hellas deemed of heavenly birth, Muse, formed or fabled at the minstrel’s will! Since shamed full oft by later lyres on earth, Mine dares…
I would I were a careless child, Still dwelling in my Highland cave, Or roaming through the dusky wild, Or bounding o’er the dark blue wave; The cumbrous pomp of…