It had perhaps served often as a pall for the dead. Now it was to hide something that had a corruption of its own, worse than the corruption of death itself--something that would breed horrors and yet would never die. What the worm was to the corpse, his sins would be to t...
While some overly hyped films tend to disappoint, Killers of the Flower Moon is definitely not one of them. It comes as no surprise that Scorsese's compelling and courageous film about America's painful history of corruption and white supremacy would earn a Best Picture nomination. But with 10...
Picture and Poetry Conceptions of the Hereafter and of Court Scenes in the Works of Ausonius of Bordeaux and Paulinus of NolaMeinolf Vielberg Paulinus of Nola was a disciple of Ausonius who, like his teacher, came from Bordeaux. Upon separating, Ausonius served as a tutor to the later Roman...
Up and down the same streets – Stories from A Closet of Errors WPC: Frame – Waking the Wombat A Rhyme in My Heart WPC – Looking Through The Frame The Daily Post – Progressing into Solitude The Sunflower Frame weekly photo challenge: frame – a lens in the landscape Le Drake...
Intense night fire raging through a small village Suburban neighborhood devastated by powerful earthquake Surf Board and Surfers. Surf board in sand at beach with surfers in distance Water surface with waves Coffee bean Face of woman with flower ...
“Years ago, when I was a boy,” said Dorian Gray, crushing the flower in his hand, “you met me, flattered me, and taught me to be vain of my good looks. One day you introduced me to a friend of yours, who explained to me the wonder of youth, and you finished a portrait of...
He was sitting on a chair beside the table,他坐在桌子旁边的椅子上,in profile to me and unaware of my presence, looking uncomprehendingly at the swaddled corpse侧面对着我,没 32、有意识到我的出现,他正不解地看着包裹着的尸体。 The house was very quiet屋子里很静,A clock ticked钟表滴答滴答地...
The rotting of a corpse in a watery grave was not so fearful. His hand shook, and the candle fell from its socket on the floor, and lay there sputtering. He placed his foot on it and put it out. Then he flung himself into the rickety chair that was standing by the table and ...
A bee flew in and buzzed round the blue-dragon bowl that, filled with sulphur-yellow roses, stood before him. He felt perfectly happy.Suddenly his eye fell on the screen that he had placed in front of the portrait, and he started.“Too cold for Monsieur?” asked his valet, putting an...
21. Can you show me a bigger one?能让我看看大一点 分享回复赞 声控吧 上海一狂 Read< Ode to the West Wind> please tryThe winged seeds, where they lie cold and low, 8 Each like a corpse within its grave, until 9 Thine azure sister of the Spring shall blow 10 Her clarion o'er ...