And on the same theme...

[doctorcaligari]

With thanks to Dina Kampmeyer for the link.

Alan Rickman reads Shakespeare's Sonnet 130.

(Text:
My mistress’ eyes are nothing like the sun;
Coral is far more red than her lips’ red;
If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun;
If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head.
I have seen roses damask’d, red and white,
But no such roses see I in her

Comments

[strixluna]

*swoon*

I think I like the sound of that :)