I found this quite by accident but after listening, am very glad I did. You can read the same but in hearing the way Richard reads it, it seems as though it is brought to life. He is mesmerizing with his intonations and completely unforgetable expressiveness.
His voice melts me to a puddle at his feet. But can you please include the poem in the description so we can follow as he reads? Thank you. Great work.
Please make the background music less noisy as it almost drowns out Richard's beautiful voice in some places. I really appreciate that you found this reading and uploaded it for all of us to enjoy. But, please, please, lower the volume of the music
I like him reading the poem and I love the photos, but to be honest I find the background music distracting and I think it would be better without it, or maybe it's just the wrong music.
posting it so i can read it while listening to it..i'm gonna learn it by heart soon though... O lady, when the tipped cup of the moon blessed you You became soft fire with a cloud's grace; The difficult stars swam for eyes in your face; You stood, and your shadow was my place: You turned, your shadow turned to ice O my lady. O lady, when the sea caressed you You were a marble of foam, but dumb. When will the stone open its tomb? When will the waves give over their foam? You will not die, nor come home, O my lady. O lady, when the wind kissed you You made him music for you were a shaped shell. I follow the waters and the wind still Since my heart heard it and all to pieces fell Which your lovers stole, meaning ill, O my lady. O lady, consider when I shall have lost you The moon's full hands, scattering waste, The sea's hands, dark from the world's breast, The world's decay where the wind's hands have passed, And my head, worn out with love, at rest In my hands, and my hands full of dust, O my lady
Oh Richard 💓....God bless you....
I found this quite by accident but after listening, am very glad I did. You can read the same but in hearing the way Richard reads it, it seems as though it is brought to life. He is mesmerizing with his intonations and completely unforgetable expressiveness.
i'm meeeeeeeeltiiiiiiiiiing.......................i'm a puddle at his feet....thank you for the awesome upload!
Thank you, szép a szövege,,,,,Rosalye delone,,
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His voice melts me to a puddle at his feet. But can you please include the poem in the description so we can follow as he reads? Thank you. Great work.
Howly cupcakes! His voice is so sexy! I just melted away I think... Love the video! Hugs :)
Please make the background music less noisy as it almost drowns out Richard's beautiful voice in some places. I really appreciate that you found this reading and uploaded it for all of us to enjoy. But, please, please, lower the volume of the music
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Thank you very nice,,,,,,Rosalye delone,,
I envy that fork
I like him reading the poem and I love the photos, but to be honest I find the background music distracting and I think it would be better without it, or maybe it's just the wrong music.
posting it so i can read it while listening to it..i'm gonna learn it by heart soon though...
O lady, when the tipped cup of the moon blessed you
You became soft fire with a cloud's grace;
The difficult stars swam for eyes in your face;
You stood, and your shadow was my place:
You turned, your shadow turned to ice O my lady.
O lady, when the sea caressed you
You were a marble of foam, but dumb.
When will the stone open its tomb?
When will the waves give over their foam?
You will not die, nor come home, O my lady.
O lady, when the wind kissed you
You made him music for you were a shaped shell.
I follow the waters and the wind still
Since my heart heard it and all to pieces fell
Which your lovers stole, meaning ill, O my lady.
O lady, consider when I shall have lost you
The moon's full hands, scattering waste,
The sea's hands, dark from the world's breast,
The world's decay where the wind's hands have passed,
And my head, worn out with love, at rest
In my hands, and my hands full of dust, O my lady