Sunday, 3 February 2013

The Sunday Posts 2013/Sylvia

 
The Nymph that undoes me, is fair and unkind;
No less than a wonder by Nature designed.
She's the grief of my heart, the joy of my eye ;
And the cause of a flame that never can die !

Her mouth, from whence wit still obligingly flows,
Has the beautiful blush, and the smell, of the rose.
Love and Destiny both attend on her will;
She wounds with a look; with a frown, she can kill!

The desperate Lover can hope no redress;
Where Beauty and Rigour are both in excess!
In Sylvia they meet; so unhappy am I !
Who sees her, must love; and who loves her, must die!

 
Sir George Etherege
Photo by Alistair.

6 comments:

Indigo Roth said...

Wow, were they remaking THE EXORCIST? Linda's never looked so good.

A Daft Scots Lass said...

Jings! That is a bit heavy.

Alistair Robertson said...

Indigo:- if you're talking about the photo - It's from a series taken on The Royal Mile during the Edinburgh festival last year. Papping the paps as it were.......

DSL - Can't all be sweetness and light you know. Hehehehehe.

Antares Cryptos said...

Lolita still creeps me out.
Thought I should share.

dbs said...

I drank some scotch this week that I need to talk to you about! More on this later.

Alistair Robertson said...

AC - That's because it's creepy.

dbs - Good whisky should always be talked about. That's its nature.

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