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Darklings!

Today's ends now. And while it's all things over here again, share lore of haunted mines and the crafting of cursed gems with Sam and celebrate dark, weird literature with

🖼️ J. Panuška https://t.co/RTY3Y6demH

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2022-08-20

All deep,earnest thinking is but the intrepid effort of the soul to keep the open independence of her sea,while the wildest winds of heaven and earth conspire to cast her on the treacherous, slavish shore.(Melville Moby Dick) I just had to! It's my all time favorite!

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2022-08-14

"The ocean has a life of its own. Its tides, whirlpools, currents and eddies are a testament to its conflicting emotions.”

~ Anthony T. Hincks,🎨Tim Jones

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2022-08-14

"Make no reply, but listen; I am not dead, nor yet am I alive. I hover between this world and the world of Spirits. Mark me."

(Frederick Marryat "The Phantom Ship")

🎨 Howard Pyle "Flying Dutchman"

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2022-08-14

"The sea is everything. It covers seven tenths of the terrestrial globe. Its breath is pure and healthy...The sea is only the embodiment of a supernatural & wonderful existence. It is nothing but love & emotion; it is the Living Infinite."

-Jules Verne
🎨 Max Jensen

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2022-08-14

If you want to know all about the sea ... and ask the sea itself, what does it say? Grumble grumble swish swish. It is too busy being itself to know anything about itself.

—Ursula K. Le Guin

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2022-08-13

‘And now my spirit twists
out of my breast…
it soars widely
through all the corners of the world --
it comes back to me
eager and unsated;
the lone-flier screams,
urges onto the whale-road
the unresisting heart
across the waves of the sea.’ ~ The Seafarer.

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2022-08-13

‘I felt once more how simple and frugal a thing is happiness: a glass of wine, a roast chestnut, a wretched little brazier, the sound of the sea. Nothing else.’ Nikos Kazantzakis, The Life and Times of Alexis Zorba.
🖼 Winslow Homer, c.1869.

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2022-08-13

“In an age of hard drinking Hornblower stood almost alone in his abstemiousness ...” ~ The Happy Return aka Beat to Quarters (1951), C.S. Forester.
[illustrations by Joe McLaren, for the Folio Society]

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2022-08-13

'I looked upon the sea, it was to be my grave.'
-Mary Shelley

Dear Bookworms, tomorrow we're sailing on the seas with the theme Ocean Literature. Use for a retweet.

🎨Miquel Carbonell Selva

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2022-08-12

“In the midst of the lake Arthur was ware of an arm clothed in white samite, that held a fair sword in that hand. ”
📖Le Morte d'Arthur ~ Sir Thomas Malory



🎨an illustration for Ballads of Bravery (1877)

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2022-08-06

It was the closing of the day:
She loos'd the chain, and down she lay;
The broad stream bore her far away,
The Lady of Shalott.
~Alfred Lord Tennyson


Art by Janet Chui

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2022-08-06

'But then the times grew to such evil that the holy cup was caught away to Heaven, and disappeared.'
-Lord Tennyson

🎨Dante Gabriel Rossetti

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2022-08-06



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

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2022-08-06

"There is no lack of ditches in the forest to bury fools in, and the stones and the trees have no tongues to tell what they see." (George Sand)

🎨Francois Cachoud (1914)

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2022-07-31

‘He's more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.’

(Catherine on Heathcliff)
—By Emily Brontë from
her ‘Wuthering Heights’

🎨 Fritz Eichenburg

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2022-07-31

Backwards up the mossy glen
Turned and trooped the goblin men,
With their shrill repeated cry,
“Come buy, come buy.”

– Christina Rossetti, "Goblin Market"
🖼 A. Rackham

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2022-07-30

‘There is communion past the need of speech,
There is a love no words of love can reach’ From Deep-Sea Soundings, Sarah Williams.

Tomorrow, for Emily Bronte’s birthday, join us to celebrate the writing of women in the C19th.

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2022-07-29

"I walk without flinching
through the burning cathedral of the summer.
My bank of wild grass is majestic
and full of music.
It is a fire that solitude presses
against my lips."

- Violette Leduc
🎨 Edmund Dulac, The Wind's Take, picking flowers and herbs

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2022-07-24

“Summer afternoon - summer afternoon ...the most beautiful words in the English language.” Henry James


Image: Hornet & Wild Rose by Tirzah Garwood, 1950.

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2022-07-24