My face in thine eyes, thine in mine appears, And true plain hearts do in the faces rest; Where can we find two better hemispheres Without sharp north, without declining west? Whatever dies, was not mixed equally; If our two loves be one, or thou and I love so alike - that none can slacken, none can die.
Like an exquisite piece of poetry, this film acts strong sensationally; it captures the heart and fills its audience with an unshakable…