
“A thing of beauty is a joy for ever:
Its loveliness increases; it will never
Pass into nothingness …”
(J. Keats in Endymion no. 1)
Ombret (B)
"Picture and text are showing the transitory character of reality"
"The girl goes dancing there
On the leaf-sown, new-mown, smooth
Grass plot of the garden;
Escaped from bitter youth,
Escaped out of her crowd,
Or out of her black cloud.
Ah, dancer, ah, sweet dancer!
If strange men come from the house
To lead her away, do not say
That she is happy being crazy;
Lead them gently astray;
Let her finish her dance,
Let her finish her dance.
Ah, dancer, ah, sweet dancer!"
(W.B. Yeats in Sweet dancer)
Liège (B)
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