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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"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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‘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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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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‘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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"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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“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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"In their courses make that round,
In meadows and in marshes found.
Of them so called the Faerie ground.
Of which they have the keeping."

The Court of Faery, by Michael Drayton ca 1906

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- “Another secret of the universe: Sometimes pain was like a storm that came out of nowhere.
The clearest summer could end in a downpour. Could end in lightning and thunder.”

~ Benjamin Alire Sáenz, Aristotle and Dante Discover the Secrets of the Universe

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"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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Adrienne Segur (1901-1981) was a children’s book Here is an example of her from The Golden Bird & Other Stories (1950s).

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(1/2) Charles Baudelaire’s ‘L'Héautontimorouménos’, (‘The Self-Tormenter’) plays on themes of self-vampirism:

‘Je suis de mon coeur le vampire,
— Un de ces grands abandonnés
Au rire éternel condamnés
Et qui ne peuvent plus sourire!’

In English translation:

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I wished for nothing beyond her smile, and to walk with her thus, hand in hand, along a sun warmed, flower bordered path.

André Gide
La Porte étroite


Renoir

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"You alone will have the stars as no one else has them. In one of the stars I shall live. In one of them I shall laugh. And so it will be as if all the stars were laughing, when you look at the sky at night, only you will have stars that can laugh."
El Principito

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"The flesh is sad, alas! – and I’ve read all the books.
Let’s go! Far off. Let’s go! I sense
That the birds, intoxicated, fly
Deep into unknown spume and sky!" (Stéphane Mallarmé "Sea Breeze")

🎨 Tissot (c 1878)

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An example of 19th century caricature art
Achille Lemot (1846-1909) — Gustave Flaubert Dissecting Madame Bovary (illustration from “The Parody'', 1869)

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The Bed-Time Book, by Helen Hay Whitney, 1907. by Jessie Willcox Smith, one of America’s most popular & prolific children’s

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- "From that chamber, and from that mansion, I fled aghast. The storm was still abroad in all its wrath as I found myself crossing the old causeway. Suddenly there shot along the path a wild light..."
- The Fall Of The House Of Usher by Edgar Allan Poe

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"The sun shines there no brighter than a star, but the beings need no light. They have other subtler senses and put no windows in their great houses and temples. Light even hurts and hampers and confuses them..."
~ The Whisperer In Darkness by H.P. Lovecraft

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Far safer through an Abbey gallop,
The stones achase,
Than, moonless, one's own self encounter
In lonesome place.

– Emily Dickinson, “Ghosts”


🖼 John Constable

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