Meadow Sunrise by treasureprints
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Description
The model is Gina.
"A Lady, the wonder of her kind,
Whose form was upborne by a lovely mind
Which, dilating, had moulded her mien and motion
Like a sea-flower unfolded beneath the ocean,
Tended the garden from morn to even:
And the meteors of that sublunar Heaven,
Like the lamps of the air when Night walks forth,
Laughed round her footsteps up from the Earth!
She had no companion of mortal race,
But her tremulous breath and her flushing face
Told, whilst the morn kissed the sleep from her eyes,
That her dreams were less slumber than Paradise:
As if some bright Spirit for her sweet sake
Had deserted Heaven while the stars were awake,
As if yet around her he lingering were,
Though the veil of daylight concealed him from her.
Her step seemed to pity the grass it pressed;
You might hear by the heaving of her breast,
That the coming and going of the wind
Brought pleasure there and left passion behind."
Percy Bysshe Shelley
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Comments (11)
lovely and romantic
Lovely!
Une Dame, merveille de son espèce, Dont la forme agrémentée par un esprit charmant En grandissant, avait modelé air et mouvement Comme une fleur marine déroulée sous l'Océan. Le jardin dans l'attente, depuis le matin même, Et les météores de ce Ciel sublunaire, Comme les lampes suspendues dans la nuit, à l'heure des promenades, Tournent en rond, sur ses pas visibles sur la Terre! Elle n'avait aucun compagnon de la race des mortels, Mais sa respiration tremblante et la rosée de son visage Disaient, tandis que le matin enlève le sommeil de ses yeux, Que ses rêves viennent moins du sommeil que du Paradis. Comme si quelque Esprit éclairé, pour son doux saké Avait déserté le ciel, tandis que les étoiles étaient éveillées, Comme si encore autour d'elle, il avait été prolongé, Alors que le voile de lumière du jour le lui cachait. Sa démarche semble avoir pitié de l'herbe écrasée, Vous pouvez entendre lors du soulèvement de sa poitrine, Que c'est le va et vient du vent Qui laisse le plaisir ici, et la passion loin derrière. " essai de traduction par moi-même translation test by myself
Beautiful image - boosts our morale during the cold, damp weather. Well done.
A trely beautiful work of art
wonderful image and model... love the texture on the image!!!
Beautiful work =)!
such a poetic image...full with love....I really like the background....
~Very lovely~
What a lovely art.........
The work of a lovely mind, perfectly bringing Shelley's wonderful verse to life.