Tuesday, 21 June 2011
Amaryllis Fleming, by Augustus John, 1949
Apparently, she was, as she looked: a fiery, gypsy-like figure with a unique, infectious, smokey laugh.
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THE NAKED APE GETS DRESSED. For those who strive for better things and who understand, as did Ben Jonson, that: "the pipe marks the point at which the orang-utan ends and man begins". - And those who understand S T Coleridge's: "While Fate tramples on things of beauty, the indignant human heart shall utter them."
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