Showing posts with label Fra Angelico paintings. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Fra Angelico paintings. Show all posts

Sunday, July 13, 2008

Fra Angelico paintings

Fra Angelico paintings
Frederic Edwin Church paintings
MAMMIE: Don't you worry your pretty head about Miss Melanie, child. I done slapped her in bed already along with the baby.SCARLETT: You better put that cow I brought into the barn, Paul.SERVANT: There ain't no barn. MAMMIE: Don't you worry your pretty head about Miss Melanie,child. I done slapped her in bed already along with the baby.SCARLETT: You better put that cow I brought into the barn, Paul.SERVANT: There ain't no barn no more, Miss Scarlett. The Yankees done burned it to firewood. MAMMIE: They used the house for their headquarters Miss Scarlett.SERVANT: They camped all around the place. SCARLETT: Yankees in Tara?MAMMIE: Yes,I'm. And they stole almost everything they didn't burn. All the clothes, and all the rugs, and even Miss Ellen's rosaries.SCARLETT: I'm starving, Paul. Get me something to eat. MAMMIE: There ain't nothing to eat honey. They took it all.SCARLETT: All the chickens, everything? SERVANT: They took them the first day. And what they didn't eat they carried off across their saddles.

Wednesday, July 2, 2008

Fra Angelico paintings

Fra Angelico paintings
Frederic Edwin Church paintings
Milty Boulter says that's where it is. It was last Sunday in Sunday School. The lesson was about Elijah and Elisha, and I up and asked Miss Rogerson where heaven was. Miss Rogerson looked awful offended. She was cross anyhow, because when she'd asked us what Elijah left Elisha when he went to heaven Milty Boulter said, `His old clo'es,' and us fellows all laughed before we thought. I wish you could think first and do things afterwards, 'cause then you wouldn't do them. But Milty didn't mean to be disrespeckful. He just couldn't think of the name of the thing. Miss Rogerson said heaven was where God was and I wasn't to ask questions like that. Milty nudged me and said in a whisper, `Heaven's in Uncle Simon's garret and I'll esplain about it on the road home.' So when we was coming home he esplained. Milty's a great hand at esplaining things. Even if he don't anything about a thing he'll make up a lot of stuff and so you get it esplained all the same. His mother is Mrs. Simon's sister and he went with her to the funeral when his cousin, Jane Ellen, died. The minister said she'd gone to heaven, though Milty says she was lying right before them in the coffin. But he s'posed they carried the coffin to the garret afterwards. Well, when Milty and

Monday, June 23, 2008

Fra Angelico paintings

Fra Angelico paintings
Frederic Edwin Church paintings
"Ach nein", antwortete das Kind, "es ist kein Riese, sondern ein garstiger Frosch, der hat mir gestern im Wald meine goldene Kugel aus dem Wasser geholt, daf黵 versprach ich ihm er sollte mein Geselle werden, ich dachte aber nimmermehr da?er aus seinem Wasser heraus k鰊nte: nun ist er drau遝n, und will zu mir herein."
Indem klopfte es zum zweitenmal und rief "K鰊igstochter, j黱gste, mach mir auf, wei遲 du nicht was gestern du zu mir gesagt bei dem k黨len Brunnenwasser? K鰊igstochter, j黱gste, mach mir auf."
Da sagte der K鰊ig "hast du's versprochen, mu遲 du's auch halten; geh und mach ihm auf".
Sie ging und 鰂fnete die T黵e, da h黳fte der Frosch herein, ihr immer auf dem Fu遝 nach, bis zu ihrem Stuhl. Da sa?er und rief "heb mich herauf zu dir".