24 2 / 2012
William Powell Frith - A Private View at the Royal Academy - 1881
(Source: simonerein)
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31 1 / 2012
"Ordinary riches can be stolen; real riches cannot. In your soul are infinitely precious things that cannot be taken from you."
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27 1 / 2012
The Little Ship
Have you forgotten the ship love
l made as a childish toy
when you were a little girl
and I was a little boy?
Ah! never in all the fleet love
Such a beautiful ship was seen,
For the sides were painted blue love
And the deck was yellow and green
I carved a wonderful mast love
From my Father’s Sunday stick,
You cut up your one good dress love
That the sail should be of silk
And I launched it on the pond love
And I called it after you,
And for want of the bottle of wine love
We christened it with the dew.
And we put your doll on board love
With a cargo of chocolate cream,
But the little ship struck on a cork love
And the doll went down with a scream!
It is forty years since then love
And your hair is silver grey,
And we sit in our old armchairs love
And we watch our children play
And I have a wooden leg love
And the title of KCB
For bringing her Majesty’s Fleet love
Over the stormy sea.
But I’ve never forgotten the ship love
I made as a childish toy
When you were a little girl love
And I was a sailor boy.
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26 1 / 2012
"But the life of a man is a sorrow
And death a relief from pain
For love only lasts till tomorrow
And life without love is vain."
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20 1 / 2012
"I think that life is far too important a thing ever to talk seriously about it."
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20 1 / 2012
"Greek dress was in its essence inartistic. Nothing should reveal the body but the body."
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15 1 / 2012
"I knew that I had come face to face with some one whose mere personality was so fascinating that, if I allowed it to do so, it would absorb my whole nature, my whole soul, my very art itself."
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24 12 / 2011
"Death must be so beautiful. To lie in the soft brown earth, with the grasses waving above one’s head, and listen to silence. To have no yesterday, and no tomorrow. To forget time, to forgive life, to be at peace."
(Source: writeletters-dearyou, via delibirds)
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