📰: muse.jhu.edu/issue/55715
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Even of five hundred courses of the sun,
Show me your image in some antique book,
Since mind at first in character was done!
#ShakespeareSunday
Even of five hundred courses of the sun,
Show me your image in some antique book,
Since mind at first in character was done!
#ShakespeareSunday
Somebody's got to post it:
The barge she sat in, like a burnish'd throne,
Burned on the water: the poop was beaten gold;
Purple the sails, and so perfumed that
The winds were lovesick with them; the oars were silver,
Which to the tune of flutes kept stroke . . . .
Somebody's got to post it:
The barge she sat in, like a burnish'd throne,
Burned on the water: the poop was beaten gold;
Purple the sails, and so perfumed that
The winds were lovesick with them; the oars were silver,
Which to the tune of flutes kept stroke . . . .
you decide if this isn't a nazi salute
Huge pangs and strong
Will pierce more near his heart.
Giovanni Bellini, Circumcision of Christ (circa 1500)
Huge pangs and strong
Will pierce more near his heart.
Giovanni Bellini, Circumcision of Christ (circa 1500)
Hey, there! Does your expertise stretch back to 17th-century Venetian glass and English glass? I have . . . questions.
Hey, there! Does your expertise stretch back to 17th-century Venetian glass and English glass? I have . . . questions.
Since today is the feast of Thomas Becket, I will share this line spoken by Exton in R2 5.4, seemingly inspired by Henry 2's similar question re: Becket:
Didst thou not mark the King, what words he spake,
“Have I no friend will rid me of this living fear?”
Was it not so?
Since today is the feast of Thomas Becket, I will share this line spoken by Exton in R2 5.4, seemingly inspired by Henry 2's similar question re: Becket:
Didst thou not mark the King, what words he spake,
“Have I no friend will rid me of this living fear?”
Was it not so?
When all aloud the wind doth blow
And coughing drowns the parson's saw
And birds sit brooding in the snow
And Marian's nose looks red and raw....
When all aloud the wind doth blow
And coughing drowns the parson's saw
And birds sit brooding in the snow
And Marian's nose looks red and raw....
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