Madonna Litta

Madonna Litta
madonna with the yarnwinder painting
Mother and Child
My Sweet Rose painting
So be we!' ¡¡¡¡`I wonder what she is like - the lady they say his family have looked out for him!' ¡¡¡¡`I wonder,' said Izz. ¡¡¡¡`Some lady looked out for him?' gasped Tess, starting. `I have never heard o' that!' ¡¡¡¡`O yes--'tis whispered; a young lady of his own rank, chosen by his family; a Doctor of Divinity's daughter near his father's parish of Emminster; he don't much care for her, they say. But he is sure to marry her.' ¡¡¡¡They had heard so very little of this; yet it was enough to build up wretched dolorous dreams upon, there in the shade of the night. They pictured all the details of his being won round to consent, of the wedding preparations, of the bride's happiness, of her dress and veil, of her blissful home with him, when oblivion would have fallen upon themselves as far as he and their love were concerned. Thus they talked, and ached, and wept till sleep charmed their sorrow away.