Dance Me to the End of Love

Dance Me to the End of Love
Evening Mood painting
female nude reclining
flaming june painting
Gather ye rosebuds while ye may
¡¡¡¡ "Something you have been buying, Miss Bridehead?" she asked, regarding the enwrapped objects. ¡¡¡¡ "Yes--just something to ornament my room," said Sue. ¡¡¡¡ "Well, I should have thought I had put enough here already," said Miss Fontover, looking round at the Gothic-framed prints of saints, the Church-text scrolls, and other articles which, having become too stale to sell, had been used to furnish this obscure chamber. "What is it? How bulky!" She tore a little hole, about as big as a wafer, in the brown paper, and tried to peep in. "Why, statuary? Two figures? Where did you get them?" ¡¡¡¡ "Oh--I bought them of a travelling man who sells casts" ¡¡¡¡ "Two saints?" ¡¡¡¡ "Yes." ¡¡¡¡ "What ones?" ¡¡¡¡ "St. Peter and St.--St. Mary Magdalen." ¡¡¡¡ "Well--now come down to tea, and go and finish that organ-text, if there's light enough afterwards