The Drinker / The Bitter Draught c. 1635 - 38
The Rose Of The World by William Butler Yeats
WHO dreamed that beauty passes like a dream?
For these red lips, with all their mournful pride,
Mournful that no new wonder may betide,
Troy passed away in one high funeral gleam,
And Usna’s children died.
We and the labouring world are passing by:
Amid men’s souls, that waver and give place
Like the pale waters in their wintry race,
Under the passing stars, foam of the sky,
Lives on this lonely face.
Bow down, archangels, in your dim abode:
Before you were, or any hearts to beat,
Weary and kind one lingered by His seat;
He made the world to be a grassy road
Before her wandering feet.
1926. Lucia Joyce.- Berenice Abbott. (Lucia, who was diagnosed as schizophrenic by Jung)
Marlene Dietrich and Edith Piaf
Peter Arno - in studio with nude-STANLEY KUBRICK