My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun; Coral is far more red than her lips' red ; If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun; If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head. I have seen roses damask, red and white, But no such roses see I in her cheeks; And in some perfumes is there more delight Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks. I love to hear her speak, yet well I know That music hath a far more pleasing sound; I grant I never saw a goddess go; My mistress, when she walks, treads on the ground: And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare As any she belied with false compare.
For goodness sake, it's She Who Keeps Running Off! At least, I think so...you apes, particularly in those odd two-dimensional elaborate squiggles, tend to blend.
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Why, Frances Bacon, of course. Everyone knows that.
HA HA HA HA! That's certainly, um, arguable, but it is not the only answer...
Fabulous hat!
Innit though?! Such fabulous art -- and there's more where that came from!
Shakespeare, right?
Not this one -- although she could be Shakespeare's, er, sister...
There might be a connection to Mr. S. She does look like a Dark Lady.
My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun;
Coral is far more red than her lips' red ;
If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun;
If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head.
I have seen roses damask, red and white,
But no such roses see I in her cheeks;
And in some perfumes is there more delight
Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks.
I love to hear her speak, yet well I know
That music hath a far more pleasing sound;
I grant I never saw a goddess go;
My mistress, when she walks, treads on the ground:
And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare
As any she belied with false compare.
Christopher Marlowe
In other circumstances, yes -- but not this time. Does the picture resemble anyone you all might know?
For goodness sake, it's She Who Keeps Running Off! At least, I think so...you apes, particularly in those odd two-dimensional elaborate squiggles, tend to blend.
Mmmm...bacon. (She's right, you know.)
She can't help it -- her presence is demanded in many places, as are her two-dimensional ape squiggles.
And Mmmmmmmmm bacon, indeed!
Are you suggesting Shakespeare could not have been a woman? Have fun with your weekend activities.
This one isn't; is nil one looking at the picture? ;-)
Hello from the Mass Turnpike. This stop has wifi!
Thanks, Patti!
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