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“When the door
scraped shut, it was the end
of all the sounds there are.
You left me
beside the quietest fire in the world.”
“The south wall warms me: November has begun,
Yet never shone the sun as fair as now
While the sweet last-left damsons from the bough
With spangles of the morning’s storm drop down
Because the starling shakes it, whistling what
Once swallows sang.”
“The south wall warms me: November has begun,
Yet never shone the sun as fair as now
While the sweet last-left damsons from the bough
With spangles of the morning’s storm drop down
Because the starling shakes it, whistling what
Once swallows sang.”
(‘The Dancing-Mistress’)
(‘The Dancing-Mistress’)
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‘Prisoner of Love’: youtu.be/yJb-03xp2ZU?...
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‘Prisoner of Love’: youtu.be/yJb-03xp2ZU?...
📸 Bassano Ltd (1922)
📸 Bassano Ltd (1922)
From ‘The Attic’:
“I who know nothing
Scribbling on the off-chance,
Darkening the white page,
Cultivating my ignorance.”
From ‘The Attic’:
“I who know nothing
Scribbling on the off-chance,
Darkening the white page,
Cultivating my ignorance.”
‘Ten Cents a Dance’: youtu.be/zK4YCwqfGWU?...
‘Ten Cents a Dance’: youtu.be/zK4YCwqfGWU?...
“That things are not so ill with you and me as they might have been, is half owing to the number who lived faithfully a hidden life, and rest in unvisited tombs.”
🎨 Frederic William Burton
“That things are not so ill with you and me as they might have been, is half owing to the number who lived faithfully a hidden life, and rest in unvisited tombs.”
🎨 Frederic William Burton
(‘Orthodoxy’)
(‘Orthodoxy’)