Prospero and Ariel by Eleanor Fortescue-Brickdale (1872-1945)
Our revels now are ended. These our actors,
As I foretold you, were all spirits, and
Are melted into air, into thin air:
And like the baseless fabric of this vision,
The cloud-capp’d tow’rs, the gorgeous palaces,
The solemn temples, the great globe itself,
Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve,
And, like this insubstantial pageant faded,
Leave not a rack behind. We are such stuff
As dreams are made on; and our little life
Is rounded with a sleep.
A Midsummer Night’s Dream, illustration by Arthur Rackham (via i n i m i n i)
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Caliban. [Sings drunkenly]
Farewell, master; farwell, farewell!Robert Anning Bell, from The tempest : a comedy, by William Shakespeare, London, 1901.
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Re-enter Ariel, invisible, playing and singing; Ferdinand following.
Robert Anning Bell, from The tempest : a comedy, by William Shakespeare, London, 1901.
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Illustration by Brian Froud for A Midsummer Night’s Dream. Froud did the concept art for the Jim Henson films, The Dark Crystal (1982) and Labyrinth (1986). I will try to post some concept art for those films when I get the chance.
Scan by me from the marvellous book, The Land of Froud (1977).
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Frank Dicksee, Romeo and Juliet, oil on wood, 1876
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Love is a smoke raised with the fume of sighs;
Being purged, a fire sparkling in lovers’ eyes;
Being vexed, a sea nourished with loving tears.
What is it else? A madness most discreet,
A choking gall, and a preserving sweet.
—William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet (via ransombookquotes)