A LOVE LETTER FOR BRIGHT STAR

Do you know Bright Star?  As for me, No.  I do not know if its a movie, a book, or a tv series but I like the love letter below which I thinks is pulled out from Bright Star.   I do not have time to research more about it because I have to go in a while.  So, if you happen to know it, please hit the comments below so I could check on it later.   By they way thanks to (cee) crets of tumblr for this one.  The letter goes like this:

My dearest lady,

I am now at a very pleasant cottage window looking onto a beautiful hilly country, with a view of the sea.

The morning is very fine. I do not know how elastic my spirit might be, what pleasure I might have in living here if the remembrance of you did not weigh so upon me. Ask yourself, my love, whether you are not very cruel to have so entrammelled me, so destroyed my freedom. For myself, I know not how to express my devotion to so fair a form. I want a brighter word than bright, a fairer word than fair.

I almost wish we were butterflies and lived but three summer days. Three such days with you I could fill with more delight than 50 common years could ever contain.

Will you confess this in a letter you must write immediately and do all you can to console me in it, make it rich as a draft of poppies to intoxicate me, write the softest words and kiss them that I may at least touch my lips where yours have been.

— John Keats (Bright Star)