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Here in a very warm palette is The Who. I assume just from looking at this, this is around 1965-66. The Who are a great example when it comes to mod fashion.

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Ligeia

For God is but a great will pervading all things by nature of its intentness. Man doth not yield himself to the angels, nor unto death utterly, save only through the weakness of his feeble will. I CANNOT, for my soul, remember how, when, or even precisely where, I first became acquainted with the lady Ligeia. -Edgar Allan Poe, 1838

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Antigone [1345-70]

The king was shattered. We took his orders, went and searched, and there in the deepest, dark recess of the tomb we found her... hanged by the neck of a fine linen noose, strangled in her veils—and the boy, his arms flung against her waist, clinging to her, wailing for his bride, dead and down below, for his father's crimes and the bed of his marriage blighted by misfortune. When Creon saw him, he gave a deep sob, he ran in, shouting, crying to him, "Oh my child—what have you done? what seized you, what insanity? what disaster drove you mad? Come out, my son! I beg you on my knees!" But the boy gave him a wild burning glance, spat in his face, not a word in reply, he drew his sword—his father rushed out, running as Haemon lunged and missed!—and then, doomed, desperate with himself, suddenly leaned his full weight on the blade, he buried it in his body, halfway to the hilt. And still in his senses, pouring his arms around her, he embraced the girl breathing hard, released a quick rush of blood, bright red on her cheek glistening white. And there he lies, body enfolding body... he has won his bride at last, poor boy, not here but in the houses of the dead.

Creon shows the world that of all the ills afflicting men the worst is lack of judgement. -Three Theban Plays by Sophocles

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Danaë (1891) by Alexandre Jacques Chantron

The Witch

A witch professed to be able to avert the anger of the gods by means of charms, of which she alone possessed the secret; and she drove a brisk trade, and made a fat livelihood out of it. But certain persons accused her of black magic and carried her before the judges, and demanded that she be put to death for dealings with the devil. She was found guilty and condemned to death; and one of the judges said to her as she was leaving the dock, "You say you can avert the anger of the gods. How comes it, then, that you have failed to disarm the enmity of men?" -Aesop's Fables

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The Athenian and the Theban

An Athenian and a Theban were on the road together and passed the time in conversation, as is the way of travelers. After discussing a variety of subjects they began to talk about heroes, a topic that tends to be more fertile than edifying. Each of them was lavish in his praises of the heroes of his own city, until eventually the Theban asserted that Hercules was the greatest hero who had ever lived on earth, and now occupied a foremost place among the gods; while the Athenian insisted that Theseus was far superior, for his fortune had been in every way supremely blessed, whereas Hercules had at one time been forced to act as a servant. And he gained his point, for he was a very glib fellow, like all Athenians; so that the Theban, who was no match for him in talking, cried at last in some disgust, "All right, have your way. I only hope that when our heroes are angry with us, Athens may suffer from the anger of Hercules, and Thebes from that of Theseus." -Aesop's Fables

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The Crow and the Swan

A crow was filled with envy on seeing the beautiful white plumage of a swan, and thought it was due to the water in which the swan constantly bathed and swam. So he left the neighborhood of the altars, where he got his living by picking up bits of meat offered in sacrifice, and went and lived among the pools and streams. But though he bathed and washed his feathers many times a day, he didn't make them any whiter, and at last died of hunger into the bargain.

You may change your habits, but not your nature. -Aesop's Fables

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The Lioness and the Vixen

A lioness and a vixen were talking together about their young, as mothers will, and saying how healthy and well grown they were, and what beautiful coats they had, and how they were the image of their parents. "My litter of cubs is a joy to see," said the fox. And then she added, rather maliciously, "But I notice you never have more than one." "No," said the lioness grimly, "but that one is a lion."

Quality, not quantity. -Aesop's Fables

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