Friday, 4 August 2017

Wednesday, 19 April 2017

The Death of Lord Byron




Brightness Darkened



And thou art dead, as young and fair
As aught of mortal birth;
And form so soft, and charms so rare,
Too soon return'd to Earth!
Though Earth receiv'd them in her bed,
And o'er the spot the crowd may tread
In carelessness or mirth,
There is an eye which could not brook
A moment on that grave to look.


Sunday, 1 January 2017

Last Impression of an Old Friend



Last Impression of an Old Friend  (oil on canvas)