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The Death of Hyacinth by Benjamin West

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The coup d'œil is a gift of God and cannot be acquired; but if professional knowledge does not perfect it, one can only see things imperfectly and in a fog, which is not enough in these matters where it is important to have a clear eye...To look over a battlefield, to take in at the first instance the advantages and disadvantages is the great quality of a general.

Chevalier Folard, Nouvelles Decouvertes sur la Guerre, 1724

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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lGYnJjoSdO4

[hadrian6]

 Apollo Victorious Over the Python.  Toussaint Dubreuil. French 1561-1602.     black stone/paper.     http://hadrian6.tumblr.com 

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maison d'Adam, passover.

moi

[h-michel-me]

“It began to appear that something larger than a lady’s thimble might be needed to hold the blood shed in this war.”

James M. McPherson, Battle Cry of Freedom : The Civil War Era 

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Let a double portion of thy spirit be upon me.

2 Kings ii. 9.

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Tell us a tale anon, as forward is.

Chaucer

[hadrian6]

Athlete Before a Mosaic. 1910. Frank Xavier Leyendecker. 1876-1924. (older brother to) Joseph Christian Leyendecker. American 1874-1951.       http://hadrian6.tumblr.com

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Les choses qui me manquent le plus #confinement : 

Invitations to go to the gym and work out.

[h-michel-me]

Les choses qui me manquent le plus #confinement : 

My plan B

[yimmyayo]

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Les choses qui me manquent le plus #confinement :

My designated driver.

[divinginalake]

[October 13, 1819]

25 College Street

My dearest Girl,

This moment I have set myself to copy some verses out fair. I cannot proceed with any degree of content. I must write you a line or two and see if that will assist in dismissing you from my Mind for ever so short a time. Upon my Soul I can think of nothing else. The time is passed when I had power to advise and warn you against the unpromising morning of my life. My love has made me selfish. I cannot exist without you. I am forgetful of everything but seeing you again – my life seems to stop there – I see no further. You have absorb’d me. I have a sensation at the present moment as though I was dissolving. I should be exquisitely miserable without the hope of soon seeing you. I should be afraid to separate myself far from you. My sweet Fanny, will your heart never change? My love, will it? I have no limit now to my love. You[r] note came in just here – I cannot be happier away from you. ‘Tis richer than an Argosy of Pearles. Do not threat me even in jest. I have been astonished that Men could die Martyrs for religion. I have shudder’d at it – I shudder no more. I could be martyr’d for my Religion. Love is my religion – I could die for that – I could die for you. My Creed is Love and you are its only tenet – You have ravish’d me away by Power I cannot resist; and yet I could resist till I saw you; and even since I have seen you I have endeavored often “to reason against the reasons of my Love.” I can do that no more – the pain would be too great. My love is selfish. I cannot breathe without you.

Yours for ever

John Keats

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Was Keats even real?

[h-michel-me]

[renaissance-art]

Symbols in Renaissance Art

Lilies: Found almost exclusively in annunciation scenes, the lily symbolizes Mary’s purity. In some accounts the golden anthers in the center of the flower represent the “radiance of her soul”. 

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From the very first moments, one considers these lilies as a delicious garden that should be cultivated, as Saint Francis of Sales so eloquently and poetically immortalized in his soaring and magnificent prose that rolls as easily off of the tongue as it does fill the soul with the glorious light of dawn reached in its day “in order that every kind of perfection should flourish therein...adorned...with the gold of charity and with a wondrous variety of virtues,—that is to say, occupy the first place amongst the elect, and, in this manner, enjoy the delights that are found at the right hand of the Eternal God”.

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But, O Sarah! If the dead can come back to this earth and flit unseen around those they loved, I shall always be near you; in the gladdest days and in the darkest nights … always, always, and if there be a soft breeze upon your cheek, it shall be my breath, as the cool air fans your throbbing temple, it shall be my spirit passing by. Sarah do not mourn me dead; think I am gone and wait for thee, for we shall meet again …

Sullivan Ballou

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Le château de Montezuma (2 avril 2016)

He came dancing across the water With his galleons and guns Looking for the new world In that palace in the sun. On the shore lay Montezuma With his coca leaves and pearls In his halls he often wondered With the secrets of the worlds. And his subjects Gathered 'round him Like the leaves around a tree In their clothes of many colors For the angry gods to see. And the women all were beautiful And the men stood Straight and strong They offered life in sacrifice So that others could go on. Hate was just a legend And war was never known The people worked together And they lifted many stones. And they carried them To the flatlands But they died along the way And they built up With their bare hands What we still can't do today. And I know she's living there And she loves me to this day I still can't remember when Or how I lost my way. He came dancing across the water Cortez, Cortez What a killer.

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