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Read by Jeremy Irons, Joanna David & Ralph Fiennes
This is the night mail crossing the Border, Bringing the cheque and the postal order, Letters for the rich, letters for the poor, The shop at the corner, the girl…
Read by Patrick Kennedy, Ralph Fiennes, Charles Dance + 2 others
As I walked out one evening, Walking down Bristol Street, The crowds upon the pavement Were fields of harvest wheat. And down by the brimming river I heard a lover…
Read by Jeremy Irons, David Hare, Joanna David + 4 others
I sit in one of the dives On Fifty-Second Street Uncertain and afraid As the clever hopes expire Of a low dishonest decade: Waves of anger and fear Circulate over…
Read by Dominic West, Patrick Kennedy, Charles Dance + 3 others
(From ‘Two Songs’) Ever since observation taught me temptation Is a matter of timing, I’ve tried To clothe my fiction in up-to-date diction, The contemporary jargon of Pride. I can…
Read by Patrick Kennedy, Dominic West, Dan Stevens + 4 others
(From ‘Twelve Songs’) XII Some say that love’s a little boy, And some say it’s a bird, Some say it makes the world go round, And some say that’s absurd,…
Read by Jeremy Irons, Dominic West, Julian Glover + 3 others
In an upper room at midnight See us gathered on behalf Of love according to the gospel Of the radio-phonograph. Lou is telling Anne what Molly Said to Mark behind…
Read by Lily James, Eileen Atkins, Felicity Kendal + 3 others
Time will say nothing but I told you so, Time only knows the price we have to pay; If I could tell you I would let you know. If we…
Read by Jeremy Irons, Dominic West, Mark Strong + 4 others
(d. January 1939) I He disappeared in the dead of winter: The brooks were frozen, the airports almost deserted, And snow disfigured the public statues; The mercury sank in the…
Read by Lily James, Harriet Walter, Anna Savva + 1 other
When I have fears that I may cease to be Before my pen has gleaned my teeming brain, Before high-pilèd books, in charactery, Hold like rich garners the full ripened…
Read by Sophie Cookson, Joanna David & Monica Dolan
Love set you going like a fat gold watch. The midwife slapped your footsoles, and your bald cry Took its place among the elements. Our voices echo, magnifying your arrival….
IV. Lines to Ralph Hodgson Esqre How delightful to meet Mr. Hodgson! (Everyone wants to know him) – With his musical sound And his Baskerville Hound Which, just at a…
Read by Juliet Stevenson & Lindsay Duncan
The Devil – had he fidelity Would be the best friend – Because he has ability – But Devils cannot mend – Perfidy is the virtue That would but he…