Thursday, December 24, 2009


(William Dyce, Paolo and Francesca)


So, lovers dream a rich and long delight,
But get a winter-seeming summer's night.

Our ease, our thrift, our honour, and our day,
Shall we for this vain bubble's shadow pay?


Hope not for mind in women; at their best
Sweetness, and wit, they are but Mummy, possess'd.

John Done, "Mummy or Love's Alchemy"

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