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'He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.'
-Robert Frost
🎨Alexandre Calame
#BookWormSat #OfDarkAndMacabre #BookChatWeekly
‘I wish I hadn't cried so much!” said Alice, as she swam about, trying to find her way out.
I shall be punished for it now, I suppose, by being drowned in my own tears!’
Lewis Carroll ~ Alice in Wonderland. #BookWormSat
🖼️ Rackham
'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe'
#BookWormSat
🖋 Lewis Carroll, Through the Looking-Glass, and What Alice Found There
🎨 Sir John Tenniel
#BookWormSat ‘sometimes the playful, languid, beautiful girl; sometimes the writhing fiend I saw in the ruined church; and often from a reverie I have started, fancying I heard the light step of Carmilla at the drawing room door.’
JS Le Fanu, ‘Carmilla’
"Sitting under the mistletoe
(Pale-green, fairy mistletoe),
One last candle burning low,
All the sleepy dancers gone,
Just one candle burning on,
Shadows lurking everywhere:
Some one came, and kissed me there."
#BookWormSat
Salutations, dear Bibliophiles✨
Saturday is BookCat’s catnap day. You can find today’s hashtag fun with our pals at #BookWormSat, #SuperstitionSat🙏🖤✨and #ofdarkandmacabre✨
"When the strain of music sounded, all the things that Ghost had shown him, came upon his mind; he softened more and more; and thought that if he could have listened to it often, years ago, he might have cultivated the kindness of life..." - (Charles Dickens)
#BookWormSat
“Life is for the living.
Death is for the dead.
Let life be like music.
And death a note unsaid.”
― Langston Hughes, The Collected Poems
#BookWormSat
Wood engraving - Alfred Rethel (1816–1859)
'And the night shall be filled with music'
-Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
@MaeneSigne welcomes you to #BookWormSat. Today's theme is Music in Literature. 📚🐛
🎨Valera Lutfullina
"High in the halls of the kings who are gone,
Jenny would dance with her ghosts..."
- Jenny of Oldstones and Duncan Targaryen, Prince of Dragonflies as mentioned in A Storm of Swords by G.R.R.Martin
🖼️ Jessi Ochse
#BookWormSat #GameofThrones #HotD #bookchatweekly
#BookWormSat “Look at the moon! How strange the moon seems! She is like a woman rising from a tomb. She is like a dead woman. You would fancy she was looking for dead things.”
― Oscar Wilde, Salomé
🎨Aubrey Beardsley
'For the winds that awakened the stars are blowing through my blood.'
-W. B. Yeats
🎨Constantin Nepo
#BookWormSat
Salutations, dear Bibliophiles✨
Saturday is BookCat’s catnap day. You can find today’s fabulous hashtag fun with our pals at #BookWormSat, #SuperstitionSat and #ofdarkandmacabre✨
(art bySei Koyanagui)
"These Tuatha were great necromancers, skilled in all magic, and excellent in all the arts as builders, poets, and musicians."
(Lady Jane Wilde "Ancient Legends, Mystic Charms & Superstitions of Ireland)
🎨 Stephen Reid
#bookwormsat with a bow to #superstitionsat
'Then the sudden rush
Of the rain, and the riot
Of the shrieking, tearing gale
Breaks loose in the night'
-Henry Van Dyke
🎨ZsaZsa Bellagio
#BookWormSat
‘Her own storm was always the most terrible.’ Tove Jansson ~ Tales from Moominvalley. #BookWormSat
"The storm is master. Man, as a ball, is tossed twixt winds and billows." (Schiller)
🎨 Aivazovsky
#bookwormsat #ofdarkandmacabre
"People are mostly hot to have a discussion when you’re not."
–J.D. Salinger
The Catcher in the Rye
#BookWormSat
‘Not hear it?—yes, I hear it, and have heard it. Long—long—long—many minutes, many hours, many days, have I heard it—yet I dared not….I dared not—I dared not speak! We have put her living in the tomb!’ 😱
—Edgar Allan Poe
The Fall of the House of Usher
#BookwormSat
".. I gathered that what he chiefly remembers is a horrible, an intensely horrible, face of crumpled linen."
Oh, Whistle, and I’ll Come to You, My Lad–M R James
#BookWormSat 🎨James McBryde (1904)