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I think this episode is already on youtube but it deserves its own video 
From WILTY: S02E02
Duration : 0:1:58
Hey!
The Vogons reciting poetry in the Hitchhiker’s Guide to The Galaxy movie.
Duration : 0:2:57
Actor Matthew Macfadyen reads the poem “This Is Just To Say” by William Carlos Williams. 1 of 3 poems read by him on the DVD called Essential Poems.. Enjoy!
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Duration : 0:1:10
Soulmates…
Robert Burns’ To A Mouse presented by David Sibbald of www.robertburns.plus.com from his CD “The Greatest poems in the World.” set to photos of Scotland and edited by Peggy Edwards (AKA Peigi McCann).
To A Mouse.
On turning her up in her nest with the plough, November 1785.
Wee, sleekit, cowrin, tim’rous beastie,
O, what a panic’s in thy breastie!
Thou need na start awa sae hasty
Wi bickering brattle!
I wad be laith to rin an’ chase thee,
Wi’ murdering pattle.
I’m truly sorry man’s dominion
Has broken Nature’s social union,
An’ justifies that ill opinion
Which makes thee startle
At me, thy poor, earth born companion
An’ fellow mortal!
I doubt na, whyles, but thou may thieve;
What then? poor beastie, thou maun live!
A daimen icker in a thrave
‘S a sma’ request;
I’ll get a blessin wi’ the lave,
An’ never miss’t.
Thy wee-bit housie, too, in ruin!
It’s silly wa’s the win’s are strewin!
An’ naething, now, to big a new ane,
O’ foggage green!
An’ bleak December’s win’s ensuin,
Baith snell an’ keen!
Thou saw the fields laid bare an’ waste,
An’ weary winter comin fast,
An’ cozie here, beneath the blast,
Thou thought to dwell,
Till crash! the cruel coulter past
Out thro’ thy cell.
That wee bit heap o’ leaves an’ stibble,
Has cost thee monie a weary nibble!
Now thou’s turned out, for a’ thy trouble,
But house or hald,
To thole the winter’s sleety dribble,
An’ cranreuch cauld.
But Mousie, thou art no thy lane,
In proving foresight may be vain:
The best laid schemes o’ mice an’ men
Gang aft agley,
An’ lea’e us nought but grief an’ pain,
For promis’d joy!
Still thou are blest, compared wi’ me!
The present only toucheth thee:
But och! I backward cast my e’e,
On prospects drear!
An’ forward, tho’ I canna see,
I guess an’ fear!
Duration : 0:2:33
Very sensitve Romantic poetry in Arabic from San Francisco all the way to Saudi Arabia.
Duration : 0:3:37
This is one of my favorite songs. Throughout the video are three poems, “When I Have Fears That I May Cease to Be…” by John Keats, “The Alchemy of Sorrow” by Charles Baudelaire, and “Alone” by Edgar Allan Poe.
Duration : 0:5:18