Historical Hotties

You know when you are just a little teeny bopper and your hormones are a fizzing and fermenting ... and you start having crushes on pop stars and movie gods ... can you remember who were YOUR historical hotties?

Here's a few of mine from waaaaay back in the day

My ultimate ... and recipient of the only fan letter I have ever written.
IAIN GLEN
Scottish, with stunning bone structure and eagle eyes. Intelligent, intense, and a fiendishly good actor on stage and screen.

I first saw him in a 1980s tv series called "The Fear" where he played a 80s chancer.



See this potted bio on Fandango

Daily Telegraph article on this wonderful actor and what he is up to these days.

Other Faves:
Simon Le Bon - Duran Duran. Of course.
Martin Fry of ABC
Gary Oldman
John Duttine (lovely bearded chap from "The Day of the Triffids")

Beauty

This to me is the most gorgeous couple to ever grace the silver screen. Olivia Hussey and Leonard Whiting starred in Franco Zefferelli's 1968 Romeo and Juliet.

and Audrey Hepburn is the quintessence of beauty and grace


Beauty is one of those things that has always made the poets sigh:

'Beauty is truth, truth beauty,—that is all
Ye know on earth, and all ye need to know.'
(John Keats, Ode on a Grecian Urn)

She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that's best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes:
(Lord Byron, She Walks in beauty)

But one of my favourite poems chooses the virtues of "kinde and true" over beauty:

Upon kinde and true Love

'TIS not how witty, nor how free,
Nor yet how beautifull she be,
But how much kinde and true to me.
Freedome and Wit none can confine,
And Beauty like the Sun doth shine,
But kinde and true are onely mine.

Let others with attention sit,
To listen, and admire her wit,
That is a rock where Ile not split
Let others dote upon her eyes,
And burn their hearts for sacrifice,
Beauty's a calm where danger lyes.

But Kinde and True have been long tried
A harbour where we may confide,
And safely there at anchor ride.
From change of winds there we are free,
And need not feare Storme's tyrannie,
Nor Pirat, though a Prince he be.

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That's by Aurelian Townshend. He is a member of my favourite poetry "school" of all time, the METAPHYSICALS. John Donne is my number one poet.