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Michael Parkes
I wonder what these books are made out of and if the cat brought them to her…
Puisque j'ai mis ma lèvre à ta coupe encor pleine ; Puisque j'ai dans tes mains posé mon front pâli ; Puisque j'ai respiré parfois la douce haleine De ton âme, parfum dans l'ombre enseveli ;
Puisqu'il me fut donné de t'entendre me dire Les mots où se répand le coeur mystérieux ; Puisque j'ai vu pleurer, puisque j'ai vu sourire Ta bouche sur ma bouche et tes yeux sur mes yeux ;
Puisque j'ai vu briller sur ma tête ravie Un rayon de ton astre, hélas ! voilé toujours ; Puisque j'ai vu tomber dans l'onde de ma vie Une feuille de rose arrachée à tes jours ;
Je puis maintenant dire aux rapides années -Passez ! passez toujours ! je n'ai plus à vieillir ! Allez-vous-en avec vos fleurs toutes fanées ; J'ai dans l'âme une fleur que nul ne peut cueillir !
Votre aile en le heurtant ne fera rien répandre Du vase où je m'abreuve et que j'ai bien rempli. Mon âme a plus de feu que vous n'avez de cendre ! Mon coeur a plus d'amour que vous n'avez d'oubli !
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Since I have set my lips to your full cup, my sweet, Since I my pallid face between your hands have laid, Since I have known your soul, and all the bloom of it, And all the perfume rare, now buried in the shade;
Since it was given to me to hear on happy while, The words wherein your heart spoke all its mysteries, Since I have seen you weep, and since I have seen you smile, Your lips upon my lips, and your eyes upon my eyes;
Since I have known above my forehead glance and gleam, A ray, a single ray, of your star, veiled always, Since I have felt the fall, upon my lifetime's stream, Of one rose petal plucked from the roses of your days;
I now am bold to say to the swift changing hours, Pass, pass upon your way, for I grow never old, Fleet to the dark abysm with all your fading flowers, One rose that none may pluck, within my heart I hold.
Your flying wings may smite, but they can never spill The cup fulfilled of love, from which my lips are wet; My heart has far more fire than you can frost to chill, My soul more love than you can make my soul forget
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Puisque j'ai mis ma lèvre à ta coupe encor pleine
Victor Hugo 1802-1885
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Graphic - Michael Parkes (B.1944)
Death and the Maiden 1900 (detail)
Ferdinand Leeke, The Rhinemaidens, 1913
Ferdinand Leeke (German, 1859 - 1923)
Bram Stoker’s Dracula | 1992
Botticelli
'The Swan Maidens' by Walter Crane, 1894
20s horror girls
Nosferatu: Phantom der Nacht, 1979. Werner Herzog.
Isabelle Adjani as Lucy Harker in Nosferatu the Vampyre (1979)
The Studio Wall (1872)
— by Adolph von Menzel
From Beyond the Grave poster art by Terry Lamb, 1974