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#BookWormSat
Who would be
A mermaid fair,
Singing alone,
Combing her hair
Under the sea,
In a golden curl
With a comb of pearl,
On a throne?
–Alfred, Lord Tennyson, The Mermaid.
🎨Warwick Goble
#WyrdWednesday
‘We'll be Friends Forever, won't we, Pooh?' asked Piglet.
‘Even longer,' Pooh answered.
—A.A. Milne, Winnie-the-Pooh.
@be1t2h @AudryRibka @RosaTrunk Feliz segunda-feira querida Beth e todas os nossos amigas aqui. Desejo a todas uma ótima semana e bem vindo agosto.
#ShakespeareSunday
The time when screech-owls cry and ban-dogs howl.
Henry IV, Part II
Act I, Scene 4.
🎨AnsticeWolf
#FolkloreThursday An old Polish tale tells of a she cat crying at a river bank as her kittens were drowning. A willow tree at the river’s edge swept its long branches into the water & rescued them. Now at springtime the willow sprouts tiny furry buds where once the kittens clung.
#ShakespeareSunday
There's rosemary, that's for remembrance. Pray you, love,
remember. And there is pansies, that's for thoughts.
Hamlet Act IV Scene 5.
🎨John William Waterhouse, Ophelia.
“His awareness of his own vulnerability made him careful not to hurt the feelings of others.”
–Tirza Garwood, wife and widow of Eric Ravilious, English painter, designer, book illustrator, wood-engraver and war artist who was born #OTD in 1903.
@AudryRibka @be1t2h @RosaTrunk Happy Wednesday dear Ribka and all friends here.
@Luigina__16 @be1t2h @AudryRibka @RosaTrunk Grazie Luigina. Buon mercoledì a te e a tutti gli amici qui presenti.