Naiade oil painting
Nighthawks Hopper
Nude on the Beach
One Moment in Time
morning, I unluckily let out that, being obliged to exert myself now, I got up at five o'clock. Whether Dora had any idea that I was a Private Watchman, I am unable to say; but it made a great impression on her, and she neither played nor sang any more. ¡¡¡¡It was still on her mind when I bade her adieu; and she said to me, in her pretty coaxing way - as if I were a doll, I used to think: ¡¡¡¡'Now don't get up at five o'clock, you naughty boy. It's so nonsensical!' ¡¡¡¡'My love,' said I, 'I have work to do.' ¡¡¡¡'But don't do it!' returned Dora. 'Why should you?'
oil painting ¡¡¡¡It was impossible to say to that sweet little surprised face, otherwise than lightly and playfully, that we must work to live. ¡¡¡¡'Oh! How ridiculous!' cried Dora. ¡¡¡¡'How shall we live without, Dora?' said I. ¡¡¡¡'How? Any how!' said Dora. ¡¡¡¡She seemed to think she had quite settled the question, and gave me such a triumphant little kiss, direct from her innocent heart, that I would hardly have put her out of conceit with her answer, for a fortune.
Wednesday, December 19, 2007
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