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| Her History Copyright 2012 Addie Hirschten Oil on Canvas 16" x 20" Prints available on Fine Art America |
And what's her history?
A blank, my lord. She never told her love,
But let concealment, life a worm i' the bud,
Feed on her damask cheek: she pin'd in thought,
And with a green and yellow melancholy,
She sat like Patience on a monument,
Smiling at grief.
-Shakespeare, Twelfth Night
Love which is made to be silent is most painful for it goes against the best of our nature.
Conventionality is not morality.
-Charlotte Bronte
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