By these angels he hath sent thee
Respite - respite and Nepenthe
From thy memories of Lenore!William Ladd Taylor, from The raven, by Edgar Allan Poe, New York, 1884.
(Source: archive.org)
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Martin Schongauer, Madonna of the Rose Bower
This is an extremely apt representation of my fit in the English department.
“Trust not the treason of those smyling lookes,
vntill ye haue theyr guylefull traynes well tryde:
for they are lyke but vnto golden hookes,
that from the foolish fish theyr bayts doe hyde:
So she with flattring smyles weake harts doth guyde
vnto her loue and tempte to theyr decay,
whom being caught she kills with cruell pryde,
and feeds at pleasure on the wretched pray:
Yet euen whylst her bloody hands them slay,
her eyes looke louely and vpon them smyle:
that they take pleasure in her cruell play,
and dying doe them selues of payne beguyle.
O mighty charm which makes men loue theyr bane,
and thinck they dy with pleasure, liue with payne.”
-Spenser, Amoretti XLVII.
The Pabenham-Clifford Hours (Fitzwilliam Museum).
I’m so close to the end of my first year it’s killing me! I want to play! I want to tool around on tumblr and watch hour-long television shows without being racked with guilt for doing so! I want to spend my days on the beach! I want to … take a two and a half month intensive Latin institute that’s an hour and a half commute from my apartment!!! Because I have no choice! Summer!!!
“Memory as a place, as a building, as a sequence of columns, cornices, porticoes. The body inside the mind, as if we were moving around in there, going from one place to the next, and the sound of our footsteps as we walk, moving from one place to the next.”
-Paul Auster, The Invention of Solitude.
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lol.
La Chiesa dei Morti, The Church of the Dead, is located in Urbania in Italy. Inside lies the Cemetery of the Mummies, which was built in 1833. This cemetery is famous for its strange phenomenon of natural mummification.
(Quelle: ramirezdahmerbundy)
more beautiful albrecht dürer tattoos.
(Quelle: belllwitch, via artsexsurvival)
“I hold that theology and poetry may be said to be one and the same thing where they share a common subject; I would go even further, and say that theology is nothing but a poetry of God.”
-Boccaccio.
