Konstantin Somov, Masquerade, 1902 Brushed by the shadows of the deadOn the grass where day expiresColumbine strips bare admires her body in the pond insteadA charlatan of twilight formedBoasts of the tricks to be performedThe sky without a stain unmarredIs studded with the milk-white starsFrom the boards pale HarlequinFirst salutes the spectatorsSorcerers from BohemiaFairies sundry …
Auguste Raynaud, Night, 1886 ca Tell me, thou Star, whose wings of lightspeed thee in thy fiery flight,in what cavern of the nightwill thy pinions close now?Tell me, Moon, thou pale and gray pilgrim of Heaven’s homeless way,in what depth of night or dayseekest thou repose now?Weary Wind, who wanderestlike the world’s rejected guest, hast thou still …
Edward Robert Hughes, Night with her train of stars, 1912 At the creation of the Earth pleasure, that divinest birth, from the soil of Heaven did rise, wrapped in sweet wild melodies – like an exhalation wreathing to the sound of air low-breathing through Aeolian pines, which make a shade and shelter to the lake …
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Giuseppe Pietro Bagetti, Notturno con effetto di luna, 1825 ca And like a dying lady, lean and pale, Who totters forth, wrapp’d in a gauzy veil, Out of her chamber, led by the insane And feeble wanderings of her fading brain, The moon arose up in the murky East, A white and shapeless mass. E come una dama morente che …
Edmund Dulac (1882-1953), Dreamer of dreams In grembo alla notte nevosa, d’argento, immensa si stende dormendo ogni cosa. Solo una eterna sofferenza è desta dentro l’anima mia. E mi domani perché mai si tace l’anima mia, senza versarsi in grembo alla notte che sogna? Colma di me, traboccherebbe tutta a spegnere le stelle. Do you …
Lucien Lévy-Dhurmer (1865-1953), Venice Upon the bridge the blind man stands alone, Gray like a mist veiled monument he towers As though of nameless realms the boundary stone About which circle distant starry hours. He seems the center around which stars glow While all earth’s ostentations surge below. Immovably and silently he stands Placed where …
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