Join the conversation
Log in or create an account to leave a comment
Log In
John Keats:
I had such a dream last night. I was floating above the trees with my lips connected to... to those of a beautiful figure, for what seemed like an age. Flowery treetops sprung up beneath us and we, um... rested on them with the lightness of a cloud. Fanny Brawne:
Who was the figure? John Keats:
I must have had my eyes closed because I can't remember. Fanny Brawne:
And yet you remember the treetops. John Keats:
Not so well as I remember the lips. Fanny Brawne:
Whose lips? Were they my lips?
I had such a dream last night. I was floating above the trees with my lips connected to... to those of a beautiful figure, for what seemed like an age. Flowery treetops sprung up beneath us and we, um... rested on them with the lightness of a cloud. Fanny Brawne:
Who was the figure? John Keats:
I must have had my eyes closed because I can't remember. Fanny Brawne:
And yet you remember the treetops. John Keats:
Not so well as I remember the lips. Fanny Brawne:
Whose lips? Were they my lips?
Full Transcript
00:00:01.000 --> 00:00:03.125
I had such a dream last night
00:00:05.101 --> 00:00:07.191
I was floating above the trees
00:00:07.834 --> 00:00:10.994
with my lips connected to those of a beautiful figure
00:00:12.005 --> 00:00:14.363
for what seemed Like an age
00:00:16.667 --> 00:00:18.792
Flowery treetops sprang up beneath us
00:00:18.967 --> 00:00:22.763
and we rested on them with the lightness of a cloud
00:00:31.166 --> 00:00:32.792
Who was the figure
00:00:46.266 --> 00:00:50.426
I must have had my eyes closed because I can't remember
00:00:53.005 --> 00:00:55.625
And yet you remember the treetops
00:00:56.003 --> 00:00:58.289
Not so well as I remember the Lips
00:01:03.003 --> 00:01:06.998
Whose lips Were they my lips
Want This Clip in HD?
Upgrade for HD/4K downloads and unlimited access. Upgrade now →
Movie Summary
The three-year romance between 19th-century poet John Keats and Fanny Brawne near the end of his life.

