Evening Mood painting
female nude reclining
flaming june painting
Gather ye rosebuds while ye may
Do you?" ¡¡¡¡"Yes. And not for money. What do you say now?" ¡¡¡¡"I don't feel disposed to say much. Who is she?" ¡¡¡¡"Guess." ¡¡¡¡"Do I know her?" ¡¡¡¡"Guess." ¡¡¡¡"I am not going to guess, at five o'clock in the morning, with my brains frying and sputtering in my head. If you want me to guess, you must ask me to dinner." ¡¡¡¡"Well then, I'll tell you,"
oil painting
said Stryver, coming slowly into a sitting posture. "Sydney, I rather despair of making myself intelligible to you, because you are such an insensible dog." ¡¡¡¡"And you," returned Sydney, busy concocting the punch, "are such a sensitive and poetical spirit." ¡¡¡¡"Come!" rejoined Stryver, laughing boastfully, "though I don't prefer any claim to being the soul of Romance (for I hope I know better), still I am a tenderer sort of fellow than you." ¡¡¡¡"You are a luckier, if you mean that."
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