elcome, sweet season of delight, / What beauties charm the wond’ring sight / In thy enchanting reign! / How fresh descends the morning dew, / Whilst op’ning flow’rs of various hue / Bedeck the sprightly plain. / The artless warblers of the grove / Again unite in songs of love, / To bless thy kind return: / But first the lark, who roaring seems / To hail the orb of day, whose beams / With fresh refulgence burn.
The limpid brook that purls along, / The tuneful blackbird’s joyous song, / The softly-whisp’ring breeze; / The mossy hills, which now invite, / These with the verdant meads unite, / Th’ elated mind to please. / The mind with thoughts of good possest, / With innocence and virtue blest, / Untaught in vice’s ways; / May taste those joys by nature giv’n, / May lift th’ enraptur’d eye to heav’n, / And their great Author praise. / Stern Winter’s gloomy season past, / We see fair Spring advances fast, / With Summer in the rear; / Soon Autumn’s shades will interpose, / And a succeeding Winter close / The swift-revolving year.
Spring is the time of plans and projects.
Of human life an emblem true, / The early morn of youth we view, / In Spring’s delightful face; / Meridian life’s a Summer’s day, / With Autumn fades; its quick decay, / In winter’s blast we trace. / Then let us prize each fleeting hour, / Improve the moments in our pow’r, / E’er time shall cease to be; / Then shall our spirits, taking wing, / Be crown’d with an eternal Spring, / From Wint’ry storms set free.
Winter is coming.
n 1895, a young immigrant couple is refused entry into Manhattan because they have consumption. When their infant son is not allowed entry to the country without them, the couple place him in a model sailboat named “City of Justice,” in which the baby floats to the New York City shoreline. In 1916, the baby boy has grown up to become Peter Lake (Colin Farrell), a thief raised by a supernatural demon posing as the gangster Pearly Soames (Russell Crowe). Peter is marked for death when he decides to leave Pearly’s gang. In a confrontation, he is rescued by a mysterious (winged at times) white horse, his guardian angel.
Although Peter hopes to move to Florida and come back in the summer, the horse encourages him to steal from one last mansion. The mansion is the home where Beverly Penn (Jessica Brown Findlay) lives, a young woman dying of consumption, whose fever is so high she sleeps outside in a tent in the winter cold. While her publisher father Isaac and younger sister Willa are not home, Beverly discovers Peter Lake preparing to rob the house. When Peter assures her that he no longer wishes to commit robbery, Beverly offers to make him a cup of tea. They tell each other their stories and fall in love. Pearly orders his men to Beverly’s home, believing that saving her is Peter’s “miracle” and spiritual destiny and that he can destroy Peter by preventing it. Peter rescues Beverly from being knifed by Pearly, and they escape to the Lake of the Coheeries, where Pearly, who is supernaturally limited to the five boroughs of New York, cannot follow. Peter meets Beverly’s family at their summer home and wins their respect.
No life is more important than another. And nothing has been without purpose. Nothing. What if we are all part of a great pattern that we may someday understand?
While on a walk, Beverly explains to Peter that everyone is born with a miracle inside, and they are ultimately destined to become stars when they die. Pearly asks the devil, Lucifer (Will Smith), for access to the lake home, but his request is denied. Instead, Pearly, who refers to himself as a Knight among Lucifer’s angels, calls in a debt owed to him by another of Lucifer’s angels. At a ball, the angel disguised as a waiter poisons Beverly’s drink. When Peter and Beverly return home from the ball, Peter watches the shadows she casts upon the sides of her lighted tent, joins her, and the two make love. Her pulse races faster than ever due to the poison in her heart and she dies. After the funeral, when Peter and his mysterious white Horse return to the city, Pearly and his men surround them on the Brooklyn Bridge. To save its life, Peter orders his mysterious winged Horse to fly away and Pearly gives Peter five vicious head-butts, pushing him off the bridge.
Peter miraculously survives, but wanders around the city with amnesia for a century, drawing chalk art of a red-headed girl on the pavements. In 2014, the 119 year-old, but physically undiminished Peter bumps into a young girl named Abby and meets her mother, Virginia Gamely (Jennifer Connelly). He rediscovers the brass name plate of the “City of Justice”, the toy sailboat in which his parents placed him. Peter then discovers the Theatre of the Coheeries, founded by Isaac, who has dedicated it to Beverly. He visits the Isaac Penn Reading Room where Virginia works and she helps him restore his memory using historical photographs archived at the library. While there, he meets Beverly’s now elderly sister Willa (Eva Marie Saint), who is the owner of Virginia’s newspaper.
Give me a chance and you’ll melt all the snow in the world.
When Peter visits the Gamelys for dinner, he learns that Abby has cancer. Realizing that Abby, who is wearing a red scarf (like his sketches) and has red hair, and not Beverly, is his “miracle” and spiritual destiny, Peter convinces Virginia that he can save Abby. When Pearly learns that Peter is still alive and with Virginia, he is so enraged that he gives up his immortality for a chance to destroy him. Pearly and his men arrive at Virginia’s apartment, causing Peter and Virginia to flee to the rooftop with Abby. The mysterious winged horse flies them to the Lake of the Coheeries, but Pearly, now mortal, can pursue Peter beyond the Five Boroughs. After Horse dispatches Pearly’s men by crashing the ice so that they all drown, Peter and Pearly engage in a fistfight and Peter stabs Pearly with the name plate from the “City of Justice.” Pearly turns to snow and Peter is able to save Abby on the princess bed after he kisses her forehead. After visiting Beverly’s grave one last time, Peter mounts the horse to be carried away to the stars, while the elderly Willa witnesses his ascension.
wo roads diverged in a yellow wood, / And sorry I could not travel both / And be one traveler, long I stood / And looked down one as far as I could / To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair, / And having perhaps the better claim, / Because it was grassy and wanted wear; / Though as for that the passing there / Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay / In leaves no step had trodden black. / Oh, I kept the first for another day! / Yet knowing how way leads on to way, / I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh / Somewhere ages and ages hence: / Two roads diverged in a wood, and I— / I took the one less traveled by, / And that has made all the difference.