In Which a Battered Knight of the Spirit wanders here and there on a Quest for the Holy Grail.
May toss him to My breast.
-George Herbert
Showing posts with label classic illustration. Show all posts
Showing posts with label classic illustration. Show all posts
Monday, July 11, 2011
THE BEAUTIFUL LADY, by Arthur Hughs
Monday, June 27, 2011
Sunday, June 12, 2011
Wednesday, October 6, 2010
Sir Kay Breaketh His Sword at ye Tournament - Howard Pyle
Friday, June 18, 2010
The Faerie Lover: Sonnet 1
I was inspired by Lily la Sorciere's determination to write a century of sonnets. With trepidation, I offer this first installment. Only ninety-nine to go!

The Faerie Lover
I am thy friend; I haunt thee in the light
That flows between the worlds, in which I dwell:
Hear my voice calling in the rush and swell
Of wind about thy casement in the night.
Feel my hand touch thee in the brush of dew
Young Robin scattered from yon cherry spray;
Or breathe my body's scent when reapers mow
In row on golden row the sun-warmed hay.
Taste my dark mouth like roses steeped in wine,
My throat like marble quarried from the moon;
And slow, O slowly kiss! For all too soon
I shall dissolve into the dazzling shine
Of sunlight on the river's molten stream….
And thou shalt reckon I was but a dream.
- by Wayward Disciple
(please respect the author's rights and do not reproduce original poetry without permission. Illustration by Arthur Rackham.)
The Faerie Lover
I am thy friend; I haunt thee in the light
That flows between the worlds, in which I dwell:
Hear my voice calling in the rush and swell
Of wind about thy casement in the night.
Feel my hand touch thee in the brush of dew
Young Robin scattered from yon cherry spray;
Or breathe my body's scent when reapers mow
In row on golden row the sun-warmed hay.
Taste my dark mouth like roses steeped in wine,
My throat like marble quarried from the moon;
And slow, O slowly kiss! For all too soon
I shall dissolve into the dazzling shine
Of sunlight on the river's molten stream….
And thou shalt reckon I was but a dream.
- by Wayward Disciple
(please respect the author's rights and do not reproduce original poetry without permission. Illustration by Arthur Rackham.)
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