Friday 6 June 2008

Monet Regatta At Argenteuil painting

Monet Regatta At Argenteuil painting
Waterhouse waterhouse Saint Cecilia painting
Rembrandt The Return of the Prodigal Son painting
Watts Love And Life painting
On waking the next morning, she discovered to her surprise that she had slept — poor girl, she had so long been a stranger to sleep. A cheerful ray from the rising sun streamed through her window and fell upon her face. But with the sun something else looked in at her window that frightened her — the unfortunate countenance of Quasimodo. Involuntarily she closed her eyes to shut out the sight, but in vain; she still seemed to see through her rosy eye–lids that goblin face — one–eyed, broken–toothed, mask–like. Then, while she continued to keep her eyes shut, she heard a grating voice say in gentlest accents:
“Be not afraid. I am a friend. I did but come to watch you sleeping. That cannot hurt you, can it, that I should come and look at you asleep? What can it matter to you if I am here so long as your eyes are shut? Now I will go. There, I am behind the wall — you may open your eyes again.”
There was something more plaintive still than his words, and that was the tone in which they were spoken. Much touched, the gipsy opened her

1 comment:

shaopeng.cai said...

Monet Regatta At Argenteuil painting"